Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His dark red hair, when down, is lengthy. This gold eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Morthos was born with his father's beautiful face. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice, Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He takes great joy in being the best Weaver in town.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to be a layabout again

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 120 gp. White pearl (70 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, and carries shields. His brown hair is lengthy. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).