Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Galinndan was born the youngest of three triplets. His father worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled father and took his father's old job. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He wears a tan costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His tied-back hair is black. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's in love; and he has a crush on the local weaver

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red fur is long and unkept. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kite grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 4'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 6000 sp. Hematite (13 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp).

Description: He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his shortspear ready. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.