Description: This slender man stands about 6'6". He wears a worn and beaten armor. His rusty crest has been sun bleached extensively. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: Donaar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a Doctor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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 wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a flail on her belt. Her hair is red and curly. Her white eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Through the years after Akta was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Akta's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Akta fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. With bright chestnut hair. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gray eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born in a small island village. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She bought a flail and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her fur is short and gray. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Right-Handed was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 380 gp.