Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker tan hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Mindartis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Mindartis alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has brown hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 400 pp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. His brown hair is braided into rings. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Navigator born in the past three hundred years. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Navigator but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He got into the Navigator business at a young age. Dayereth liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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 prove his worth to the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Pacifist, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 pp. Obsidian (11 gp). Fire opal (700 gp).