Description: This tall, slender man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries a battered lance and tarnished scythe as well. He has moderate length brown hair. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Pirithin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Jet (130 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 43000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is lean but muscular and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She has styled her gold crest well, parting it to the right. She is baby faced.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1 Silk rope.