Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, and he perpetually has his trident ready. He has wavy blonde hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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 trident.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (20 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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, Carrie is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Carrie lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 pp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Sard (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, marred by sweets. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stylist. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 4000 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Hematite (9 gp).