Description: He wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He is physically well-built. He has golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Tanglar enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Tanglar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 60 gp. Black pearl (200 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an entirely red suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Tomi was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to be a unemployed again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a whip on her belt. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She sports a flattop hair cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She was born into a rich family. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. 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 feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His first spouse was a Masseuse, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 30 pp. Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has done his best to style his rusty crest to look like a famous performer. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tarhun fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Philantrophist, Fighting. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 30 pp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, 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 has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. He has brass crest. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. One day when Kaladan was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Kaladan was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She is typically in her Banker uniform, marred by sweets. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She struck the Banker job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Fortune-teller again; and her religion dominates her actions

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Military, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt and is in decent physical shape. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 370 gp.