Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His red crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

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 loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane, Disease. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his long silver crest kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Kriv's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Kriv 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 bought a crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Amber (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is white and very short. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Pallabar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. Iolite (60 gp).

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her silver hair is smooth and relatively long. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Kabbarg was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 6000 cp.