Description: He usually wears his yellow robe and has his sai always slung over his shoulder. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 20000 cp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Vlorn is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a brown tunic with pastel highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is short and blonde. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Glassblower but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Dain was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Dain decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Persistence, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: 6'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1400 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears skinny pants and wears a black and red robe with the hood down. He has a hunchback. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Nicholas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp.