Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has wavy red crest. His eyes are red.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His first spouse was a Tanner, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Tanner they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Baker, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 240 pp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Amethyst (40 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He keeps his copper crest in a flapper bob. His eyes are gold.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, brown shirt, and grey tie. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. 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 pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Cairn enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Through the years after Cairn was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Cairn's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 47000 sp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. His black hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Rûg was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Rûg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Bonds: Religious, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 gp.