Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His black crest is knotted and matted. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Gargax abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp. Rich purple corundum (800 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a green vest and prefers blue and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has moderate length blue hair. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

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

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. Eye agate (6 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His brown hair is long and unkept. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 5000 cp. Coral (120 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. His rusty crest is thinning but still full. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 3'7" western man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. The war was a terrible time for him, and Kellen does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Good lock.