Description: Standing 4'7", this man wears baggy white pantaloons and a pastel scarf. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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 the east to a Navigator, Lamlis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp). Silver ewer (100 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (100 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (150 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. He has moderate length silver hair. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (170 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple green robe with grey stripes complete with hood. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Quarion wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quarion grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gifted student he started as a Sellsword, but he got bored and became a Weaver. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is greedy; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 6000 gp.