Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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. Heian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Average lock. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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. After a long history of fighting, Soveliss and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'8". He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his red crest in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Through the years after Shamash was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Shamash's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Freshwater pearl (7 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered yellow hat.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40000 sp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Buckler. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Banded mail.