Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: To pay off his debts; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Attractive, Debt. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 20 pp. Coral (70 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt and is in decent physical shape. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Kelter does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his long red fur kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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. 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: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 210 pp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. His hair is red and curly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Qemuel liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 60 gp. Obsidian (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 4'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He usually wears his white robe and has his longbow always slung over his shoulder. His hair is short and brown. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 65. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Farmer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp.