Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Military, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bricklayer. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born into a rich family. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aust fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Carnelian (30 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp).

Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His golden hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 2000 gp. Obsidian (11 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). White opal (600 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Amethyst (90 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has wavy auburn hair. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He got into the Navigator business at a young age. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He tends to his Navigator job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Cook again; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Lazy, Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 900 gp. Lapis lazuli (7 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Azurite (7 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Caeldrim is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: Caeldrim was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.