Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is typically in his Fortune-teller uniform. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in the west to a Fortune-teller, Dalgal learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1000 sp. Moss agate (9 gp). Emerald (400 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Peridot (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His brown hair is cut short. He is baby faced.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. He carries a battered whip and tarnished morningstar as well. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Ur-Edin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When Ur-Edin reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ur-Edin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 70 gp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cook hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears dull red sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sai, just in case. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bernard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.