Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses like a well dressed Priest does. His silver hair is braided into rings. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Purson is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He worked as a nervous Priest and found it very stressful. He has worked as a Priest like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a colorful flower in his blue hair. His eyes are red.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Ahvain has worked very hard to control his curse. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His bronze crest is braided into rings. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tarhun grew up listening to his father's many stories. Tarhun abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 4000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Onyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.