Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bastard swords and warhammers. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Roondar 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. Roondar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Roondar decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. He carries with him a set of maces on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the west were limited. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1000 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hand crossbows and monstrous two handed axes. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He became a Guard soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.