Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His first spouse was a Priest, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

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. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1500 gp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Blue sapphire (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'8". He wears tattered old clothes. His silver crest is matted, messy, and big. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Adrex took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He wears a pastel shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and he perpetually has his shield ready. He has wavy orange fur. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has dyed his greying red crest a little too much giving a sharp red color. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has taken up work as a Unemployed and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather.