Description: He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Glim was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker green hat.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Baz was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 7000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (180 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His gold crest is long and unkept. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears skinny pants and wears a white and yellow robe with the hood down. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Peren took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Peren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 130 gp.