Description: A 4'10" southern man, he wears long strands of aquamarine and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is cut close to his head. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the south to a Navigator, Adran learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Navigator kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker violet hat.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Adran was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and balancing his hectic life and new bowyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 900 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp).

Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. He has shaved his head bald. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Sellsword but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Greedy, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and carries nunchakus. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His childhood dream was to be a Adventurer, but he was a colossal failure. He has worked as a Healer like his mother before him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 80 pp.