Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Bounty Hunter kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair is cut short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Roger will drive conversation. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Roger was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'10" and muscular, this southern man is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His red hair is knotted and matted. He has brown eyes and a red hat with a grey feather.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Efferil's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Efferil was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. 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: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a Shipwright, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His parents enrolled him in a Barbarian school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 2900 sp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Red spinel (150 gp).

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 prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Percival hails from a village terrorized by giants. Percival was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shipwright. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.