Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Vanuath was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. During his travels, Vanuath and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Vanuath discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Vanuath fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her halberd with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her hair is brown and curly. Her gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. Damaia liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.