Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a whip on his belt. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Adam is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adam fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 20 gp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp).

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. Her golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. At a young age her mother died while driving off some dire rats. Her father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in shield use. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is content; and revenge

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Animal Trainer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Marshal. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles.