Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 6000 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp). Jet (80 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Rolf lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 west. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Frouse hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frouse fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black fur is heavily combed to the right. His copper eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Sun was born with his father's beautiful face. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Mercenary kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Black pearl (1000 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp).