Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He has blonde hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Peren 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. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is physically well-built. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. His ears are large.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fletcher born in the past three hundred years. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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. He has achieved small success as a Fletcher.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Doctor responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This northern man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His clothes are grease stained in places. His black hair is still thick. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in the north. Erevan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 110000 cp. White opal (1000 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Citrine (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 30000 cp.