Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished warhammer as well. He has moderate length red hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kairon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His black hair is cut short. 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 is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Torz 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Cynical, Shy, Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He has a hunchback. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 achieved small success as a Masseuse.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Theobald was born with his father's beautiful face. Theobald was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 3'10" southern woman, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She has golden hair. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 30 gp.