Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a black coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His brass crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Salasar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished rapier as well. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in rapier use. 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. Efferil 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; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his scarlet crest in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a Healer, his father struggled to pay the bills. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Immeral was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2800 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has worked as a Marshal like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 40 pp.