Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Sensitive. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1700 gp. Banded agate (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). Eye agate (16 gp).

Description: This malnourished man dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with brown slacks. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Aerdeth was born the youngest of three triplets. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Adventurer, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a grey shirt with thin red vertical stripes and tan pants. His head has been shaved. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Obsidian (7 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Azurite (7 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet 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. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Mindartis was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Cynical, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 9000 sp. Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). White opal (900 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he usually wears his tan robe and has his kukri always slung over his shoulder. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. 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, Lamlis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Butcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 9000 sp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (60 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp).