Description: He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars, and he perpetually has his scythe ready. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Jade (100 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp).

Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp).

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Violet garnet (1100 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp). Rose (20 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.