Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A true patriot, Olunt would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

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. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. During his travels, Olunt and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Olunt discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Olunt fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To pay off his debts.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Military, Debt. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 120 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (100 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He carries a battered trident and tarnished shortbow as well. His black crest is knotted and matted. This red eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gorbundus 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; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 7000 sp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Azurite (13 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull black iron scale mail. His orange fur has been sun bleached extensively. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Through the years after Trail was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Trail's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is dressed in earthy colors with a black and brown handkerchief worn on her left side. Her hair is red and curly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Tagga is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp. Eye agate (8 gp). Coral (50 gp).