Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished longbow as well. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born to a Servant, his father struggled to pay the bills. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fenriz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His copper crest is heavily combed to the left. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 33. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Rhogar took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She tends to wear a blue poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She was born into a rich family. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Rich, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a long, black cloak. His golden hair is braided into rings. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's in love

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a spear, but if one is not available he will default to his club. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly clubs and spears. His silver hair is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Dayereth hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp.