Description: This dark-skinned male wears long strands of opal and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his black hair down. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Caeldrim hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Caeldrim lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 700 gp. Violet garnet (1600 gp). White pearl (90 gp). 2 Holy water. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, white shirt, and yellow tie. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a tattooed face.

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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Gilbert took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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 religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 3'3". He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He wears his auburn hair down. He has amber eyes and a tan hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a Body Guard, his father struggled to pay the bills. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears red trousers with blue and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. A freak accident while working with his Knight father left him crippled. During his travels, Foxilon and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Foxilon discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Foxilon fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.