Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Pallabar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: Standing 6'1", this man wears a black cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2200 sp.

Description: He wears a tan small hat and tan clothes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Warryn does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Warryn was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He wears a green shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and black pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his blue crest down. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This woman wears a brown coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon her head, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her long red fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch.