Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His ears are large.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Rolen 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. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. 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 falchion.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 pp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 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 blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the east to a Merchant, Ahvain learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to be a jeweler again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (120 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp).