Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Rael has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 gp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Azurite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a hunchback. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Galinndan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His brown hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 36000 sp.