Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his black eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Habor was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 pp. A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is portly but not overly obese. He has brown hair. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Kilvar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. After a long history of fighting, Kilvar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).

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 a white shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Doctor but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Thervan was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Doctor. 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: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His yellow fur is smooth and relatively 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 resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Quick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.