Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a flattop hair cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Layabout but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 12000 sp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Black star sapphire (600 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Jasper (60 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his red hair up. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a grey costume with the symbols of his god on his torso and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Erevan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 85. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has achieved small success as a Dilettante.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to be a bricklayer again

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (30 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Thervan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Debt. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 800 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp).