Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a large blue jacket. His hair is auburn and curly. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Healer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Moonstone (40 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Moss agate (8 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. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Immeral hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Amber (140 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp). Coral (140 gp). Blue diamond (4000 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). Onyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is red and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Raer hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. The war was a terrible time for him, and Raer does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 gp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.