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. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ombul studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Ombul took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. During his travels, Ombul and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ombul discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ombul fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 500 sp. Azurite (4 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear brown tank tops with blue pants. His hair is short and blonde. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Laborer born in the past three hundred years. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Theobald was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. 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 retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 40 pp. Jade (110 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After months of barely getting by, Percival managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a ploughman again

Ideals: Joker, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 80 gp. Zircon (30 gp).