Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a white shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His red hair is singed and shortened. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is short and black. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Rael wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Rael was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Star rose quartz (80 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp).

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Hadarai lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bowyer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Shipwright, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 210 pp. Smoky quartz (50 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Jade (110 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Adran lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Heian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.