Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull white iron scale mail. He has styled his rusty crest well, parting it to the right. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Kaladan was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Kaladan's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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 his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and red handkerchief worn on his right side. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Koeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 8000 cp. Aquamarine (600 gp).

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her white hair is singed and shortened. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady red eyes.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Gomory liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She bought a dagger and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it; and many brigands want her driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 700 sp. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'1" when asserting herself. She has wavy brown hair. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Oriel was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 sp.