Description: A middle-aged man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and is pretty ugly. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Ralf 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. During his travels, Ralf and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ralf discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ralf fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp. Sardonyx (30 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His white hair is singed and shortened. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Black pearl (1300 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). White opal (600 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. 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 thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. 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: Balimaar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. His hair is cut close to his head. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

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 does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Balimaar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Through the years after Balimaar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Balimaar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 500 gp.