Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born in the west. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Being a Cartwright kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available she will default to her halberd. Her auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

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 disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 70 pp. Silver pearl (50 gp). Eye agate (7 gp).

Description: She is dressed in earthy colors with a green and black handkerchief worn on her right side. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Makaria was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: 4'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He has shaved his head bald. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Kilvar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Ploughman. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born into a rich 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 since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich, In love. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 20 pp. 4 Smokesticks.