Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His hair is cut close to his head. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: Corkitron hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He uses divination through singing.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Through the years after Corkitron was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Corkitron'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 wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 500 sp. Malachite (4 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 110 gp. Citrine (30 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thamior studied abroad. Thamior abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is an epitome of beauty. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Dilettante mother left him crippled. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: He wears a blue vest and prefers grey and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries a battered axe and tarnished club as well. He has moderate length white hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: The child of a Herbalist, who enjoyed hunting, Dabbledob was taken on many hunting expeditions. Dabbledob liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He struck the Painter job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1 Thunderstones.