Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears a mask on his face.

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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, In love. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 sp. Carnelian (30 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A 5'5" southern man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Zâthra hails from a village terrorized by giants. Zâthra 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. Zâthra 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished greatsword as well. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. 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 likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Zepar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Marshal, but he got bored and became a Ruler. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ruler.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to be a marshal again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Emotional, Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His crest is blue and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the north to a Priest, Shedinn learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Shedinn liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to be a detective again

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Job, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: 6'10" and muscular, this southern man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his club with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his black fur up. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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. Windy fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Carpenter. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the north to a Carpenter, Stannor learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Barrister, but he was a colossal failure. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and expand his business

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. He is physically well-built. He has a very tight haircut. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Adam hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born into a rich family. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Banded mail.