Description: This exceptionally lanky man likes to wear blue tank tops with grey pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 67. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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, Soveliss is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Soveliss took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: This man typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Ahvain is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Ahvain enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 pp. Chalcedony (20 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Lamlis reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 900 pp. Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). A small bag of saffron. (90 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.