Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, tan shirt, and green tie. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Dean took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Erky 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature, In love. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His fur, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the south to a Ruler, Kite learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a green coat with violet slacks. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2400 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). White pearl (90 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp).