Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He keeps his long green crest kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 88. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a great chef.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. In his youth he was a Guard, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 sp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Hematite (10 gp). 1 Full Plate. 1 Full Plate.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears black trousers with grey and yellow striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 sp. Chalcedony (80 gp). 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His beige fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a white scarf. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Wobbles 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. 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp.