Description: He wears a green Stetson hat and green clothes. He is physically well-built. His red crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are gray and beady.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fonkin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Caeldrim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are red.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes brigands are coming to abduct people. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Gifted from a young age, Synthrin studied abroad. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and she wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Ghash hails from a village terrorized by giants. A freak accident while working with his Brewer mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ghash fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1900 sp.