Description: Standing 4'11", this man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 86. 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. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 pp. Hematite (8 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Emerald (1300 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his hammer. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vanuath grew up listening to his father's many stories. Vanuath abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and elven compassion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He very much looks the part of a Map Maker. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He's also a talented Courier, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 gp.