Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's in love

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cory abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 sp. Golden pearl (150 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She usually wears her white robe and has her club always slung over her shoulder. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her skin is flawless and her gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 6000 sp. Blue quartz (6 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. During his travels, Wymar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Wymar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Wymar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 sp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp).