Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is chestnut and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. 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, Beiro is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Beiro was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Assassin. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with tan slacks. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His ears are large.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1900 gp. Jet (110 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Carnelian (70 gp).

Description: He wears a brown tunic with violet highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Vanuath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Revenge; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. He wears his white hair up. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Tharivol was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 800 gp. Jasper (30 gp). Banded agate (12 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His brown hair is long and unkept. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 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: Wants to work out more often; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.