Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He is physically well-built. He has shaved his head bald. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

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 is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Adrik is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His fur is orange and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Spy who has hired him part-time. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Harvest was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: 6'5" and muscular, this southern man wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a flail on his belt. His black crest is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sethrekar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Everburning torch.