Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Has a crush, Rich, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She wears her blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Doctor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He tends to wear a large pastel jacket. His red fur is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a Fortune-teller soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

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

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Percival enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

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. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears a yellow coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon her head. She has shaved her head bald. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her psionic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. During her travels, Geva and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Geva discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Geva fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 900 sp.