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 ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Cairn hails from a village terrorized by drow. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Cairn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Addict. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 60000 cp. A roughly beaten golden orb (170 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Fargrim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 9000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 pp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). White pearl (80 gp).