Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. After a long history of fighting, Ghaliver and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'0" when asserting himself. His hair is dark red and very short. His black eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. Kairon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her shortbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her long beige fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Spring grew up listening to her father's many stories. Through the years after Spring was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Spring's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has dedicated herself to building a better village for her children.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears professional attire. He has styled his white fur well, parting it to the left. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sailor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He usually wears his black robe and has his halberd always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Pelaios is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Pelaios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 80 gp.