Description: He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Quarion lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his black hair up. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: Born in the south to a Shepherd, Raam learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp).

Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries a battered kukri and tarnished shield as well. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Gifted from a young age, Frouse studied abroad. Frouse 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. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 gp. Carnelian (30 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His bronze crest is greasy and uncared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Shamash is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. His addictions have taken their toll on his wallet, and he has found himself with a great deal of debt owed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Shepherd and was forced into it by his family; and balancing his hectic life and new shepherd responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family, Debt, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1800 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Malachite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.