Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Farmer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His crest is black and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He uses divination through singing.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Valorean was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Stableman.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle and is in decent physical shape. His blue crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. The war was a terrible time for him, and Vrondiss does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Gifted from a young age, Vrondiss studied abroad. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Duergath and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Duergath discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Duergath fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 3000 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries a battered lance and tarnished sai as well. His red fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Right-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Half-Plate.