Description: He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

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 made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 15000 cp. 1 Good lock.

Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His tied-back hair is black. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Pígug took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tattered old clothes. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His ears are large.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Dalgal was born the youngest of three triplets. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop hair cut. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 70 pp.