Description: This late middle aged man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down and is in decent physical shape. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Qualen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Qualen took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Healer for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Job, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his kukri with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his brown hair down. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Through the years after Nicor was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Nicor's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 8000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'0" and wears a worn and beaten armor. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Manfred grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Manfred. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1400 gp. Peridot (70 gp). White pearl (140 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Eye agate (9 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is chestnut and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Purban lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He found a children's book about a Halfling Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. 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: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his white hair down. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fibblestib does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a Server, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fibblestib was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Navigator and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 7000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp).