Description: Standing 6'1", this man wears a white vest and prefers black and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He has green eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Adventurer born in the past three hundred years. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: This man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sellsword hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He enjoys reading and quiet.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Blorg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 270 gp. Citrine (40 gp). Jet (50 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a worn and beaten armor. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Naeris alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Naeris was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.