Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tattered old clothes. He has no crest. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tarhun is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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

Description: She stands about 4'1" and is wearing a long, grey cloak. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He sports a flattop crest cut. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born in the north to a Bounty Hunter, Fax learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Fax 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. Fax decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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 always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp. Moss agate (9 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 20 gp. Silver pearl (50 gp).

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. She carries with her a set of clubs on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her crest is short and white. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Gifted from a young age, Perra studied abroad. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a black vest and prefers green and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has wavy black hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Kairon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a green and yellow robe with the hood down. He is portly but not overly obese. He has wavy gold crest. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: He's in love; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His silver hair is cut short. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Gardener. He has achieved small success as a Gardener.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 sp. Tourmaline (100 gp).

Description: He usually wears his brown robe and has his scythe always slung over his shoulder. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 6000 cp. 2 Smokesticks.