Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: Galinndan is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Galinndan was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Galinndan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theren grew up listening to his father's many stories. Theren was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Theren decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 pp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. 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, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (70 gp). Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

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. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Rose (60 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small white hat.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the west to a Interpreter, Halimath learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Interpreter for hire.

Motivation: To be a Stableman again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp. White opal (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.