Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Howard will drive conversation. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Howard was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. During his travels, Howard and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Howard discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Howard fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. White opal (1000 gp). 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Simple lock. 1 Simple lock. 1 Simple lock.

Description: He stands about 5'7" and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He wears a black collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. His hair is short and white. His ears are large.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Ozyman is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is a Jackalwere in disguise. A gifted student he started as a Shoemaker, but he got bored and became a Guard. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to be a shoemaker again

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears an entirely black suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His crest is silver and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Nithther was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Nithther was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Blacksmith. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3000 sp.