Description: An older man who wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, he is not a threatening figure. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 82. 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 enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the west. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears just a blue suit. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Anselm took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long red crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Medrash took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Immeral grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Iolite (30 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Barkeep. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in a small island village. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Diggory alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.