Description: He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length scarlet crest. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: 6'9" and muscular, this northern man sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Rendar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, black shirt, and violet tie. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. Her brown hair is smooth and relatively long. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Quelenna 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. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.