Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is white and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. 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: He was born in the north. A gifted student he started as a Hunter, but he got bored and became a Painter. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Slave, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Black opal (400 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Citrine (70 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Traki was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 pp. Sardonyx (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.