Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears bulky white painted plate armor. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ratanák was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He usually wears his tan robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. He sports a flattop hair cut. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. After a long history of fighting, Boddynock and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 110 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears skinny pants and wears a blue and violet robe with the hood down. She wears her brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. 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 hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. After a long history of fighting, Irann and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants, and she perpetually has her scimitar ready. Her blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. In her youth she was a Seamstress, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.