Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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 is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his shield. He has wavy chestnut hair. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Vonbin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and doesn't want to be a baker and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 900 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Jade (160 gp).

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with yellow slacks. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some orcs. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in glaive use. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Travok fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Depressed, Selfish. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 90 gp.