Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Shy. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her black hair is unkempt and raggedy. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. He has no hair. His ears are large.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ivellios's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

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. His crest is brass and very short. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Mehen is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. During his travels, Mehen and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Mehen discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Mehen fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 sp.