Description: A middle-aged man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and is pretty ugly. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Through the years after Laucian was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Laucian's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He has moderate length white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 360 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (90 gp).

Description: Standing 4'0", this woman wears a grey shirt, with a blue mid length skirt with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With wild silver hair. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: She is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her hair is golden and very short. Her face is scarred and worn.

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 invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She bought a quarterstaff and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her quarterstaff with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her red crest is knotted and matted. Her ears are large.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She is a Deep Scion in disguise. She found a children's book about a Dragonborn Rogue who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern.