Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has shaved his head bald. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Hadarai 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 goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: He wears professional attire. He is portly but not overly obese. He has wavy brown fur. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a grey top hat and grey clothes. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Sculptor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Warryn took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He has taken up work as a Sculptor and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Kiirith was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a Mortician, his father struggled to pay the bills. 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. After a long history of fighting, Balam and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jasper (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Jade (150 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Obsidian (11 gp).