Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born in a small desert village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: A small bag of saffron. (90 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (140 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. 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 a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Forgetful. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a grey coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He has moderate length blonde hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Korfel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Chrysoprase (70 gp).