Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His green crest is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Salasar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Salasar 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. Her hair is black and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This malnourished woman wears a red collared shirt and blue skirt. She accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Maegan has worked very hard to control her curse. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her red hair is heavily combed to the left. She has hazel eyes and a brown hat with a red feather.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Werydd's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: She was born in a small plains village. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Werydd was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Being a Herbalist kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Nature, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1800 sp.