Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His golden hair is still thick. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Aramil was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Aramil has worked very hard to control his curse. 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: Retire the richest man in the south; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears just a green suit. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 17. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His childhood dream was to be a Beggar, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 700 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His crest, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. When Tarhun reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 6'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears dull red sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed spear, just in case. He has wavy brass crest. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of clubs on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He keeps his red fur in a pixie cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Harvest hails from a village terrorized by brigands. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Gardener hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 500 gp.