Description: This slender man stands about 6'5". He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered brigands who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born in the west. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She stands about 5'1" and is wearing a long, green cloak. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She has no hair. Her eyes are a pleasant silver.

Personality: She hates Tieflings with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and blue robe with the hood down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He sports a flattop crest cut. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Direcris enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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 he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 sp. Violet garnet (300 gp).