Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting gnolls, the young Kite began to lead the lost caravan. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a Roofer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in the south. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He tends to his Roofer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His red hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Herbalist. He's also a talented Interpreter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Violet garnet (1200 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp).

Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His silver crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Donaar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Donaar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. Zircon (40 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 3'0". He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Hobart is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Hobart was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.