Description: He stands about 2'11" and very much looks the part of a Healer. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Born in the south to a Healer, Bucklal learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Interpreter, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Terse. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Amethyst (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He very much looks the part of a Marshal, marred by teas. He has shaved his head bald. His ears are large.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a green collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His crest is brass and curly. He has gold eyes and a green hat with a white feather.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rivaan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 70 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: 5'5" and muscular, this southern woman wears baggy black pantaloons and a tan scarf. Her red hair is thinning but still full. Her black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sailor who has hired her part-time. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: She's in love; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Has a crush, In love, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1100 sp.