Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He keeps his gold crest in a flapper bob. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. During his travels, Tarhun and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Tarhun discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Tarhun fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'2" when asserting himself. He has red hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Frug's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Jet (50 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sai, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Sensitive, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears an entirely black suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears his brown hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Travok is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Travok alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 320 gp.