Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are white.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born in the south to a Ruler, Valafar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Apothecary, but he got bored and became a Ruler. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Stylist uniform. He carries a battered kukri and tarnished scythe as well. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hubert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Mason again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Silent fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A middle-aged man, he typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor, and is pretty ugly. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the south to a Adventurer, Gennal learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Miner business.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.