Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he dresses like a well dressed Miller does. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson violet hat.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Percival was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Miller. He became a Miller soon after.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak, and he perpetually has his trident ready. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the west to a Herbalist, Zook learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Zook liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Herbalist.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available she will default to her hand crossbow. Her white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is an amazing painter.

History: Leshanna was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp.