Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a colorful flower in his black crest. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Zedaar was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. Citrine (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Gimûb was born with his mother's beautiful face. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 9000 sp.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished bastard sword as well. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Heian 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. Recently a tribe of drow 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 currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. His tied-back hair is brown. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Namfoodle was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 240 gp.