Description: 5'0" and muscular, this western man wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. He wears his black hair down. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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: He comes from a rich western family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Vanuath took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Shipwright and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Family, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

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 skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tattered old clothes. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He has amber eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 8000 sp. Alexandrite (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a grey costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A true patriot, Tharivol would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tharivol was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.