Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long 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 is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Beloril was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 360 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Coral (150 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: Born to a Gardener, his father struggled to pay the bills. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. After a long history of fighting, Himo and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a shortbow on his belt. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

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

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Dyer born in the past three hundred years. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He worked as a nervous Dyer and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.