Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Ivellios took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. His hair is short and black. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1200 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has wavy brown hair. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quarion grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 13000 sp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, black shirt, and pastel tie. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Quarion 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... 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, Quarion is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Tanner, who enjoyed hunting, Quarion was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mortician. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1200 gp.