Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Rolen was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Rolen's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears baggy black pantaloons and a blue scarf. His hair is cut close to his head. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Guardian. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Red spinel (90 gp).

Description: This man is wearing a long, blue cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Navigator business.

History: Gifted from a young age, Vanuath studied abroad. He worked as a nervous Navigator and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Navigator and was forced into it by his family; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He is physically well-built. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, PTSD. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 gp.