Description: 5'0" and muscular, this southern man wears a green tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Carrie was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. A freak accident while working with his Doctor father left him crippled. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a green shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and is pretty ugly. He wears his white hair up. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

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. A gifted student he started as a Scribe, but he got bored and became a Masseuse. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Masseuse responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 9000 sp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Theriatis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1200 sp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp).