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 wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. 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 will rave to anyone who will listen. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Hunter was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Hunter was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Healer. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Eye agate (4 gp). White opal (1500 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a Junk Dealer, his father struggled to pay the bills. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a grey scarf. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. Burto took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Terse, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 600 gp. Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 likes to wear white tank tops with yellow pants. His gray fur is braided into rings. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a Tanner first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Tanner for the past few years.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.