Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly scythes and shortbows. He wears a colorful flower in his rusty crest. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 36. 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. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born in a small island village. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Medrash and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; 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: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings, and is pretty ugly. His red fur is thinning but still full. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. During his travels, Trail and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Trail discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Trail fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Nutae was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Amber (40 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Ralf was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. In his youth he was a Junk Dealer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a junk dealer again

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears tattered old clothes. Her long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her painting dream.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.