Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Caeldrim liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To protect his home; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Fallond alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Fallond was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1200 sp.

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 red hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Nicor was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Nicor's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nicor 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; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of greataxes, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length silver crest. 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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.