Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries a battered kukri and tarnished greataxe as well. His hair is cut close to his head. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uraim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears dull black sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Grom's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Job, Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1200 gp. Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 long, black cloak. He keeps his long red crest kept up in a rat tail. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in the south to a Map Maker, Gorbundus learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: He likes to wear blue tank tops with white pants. He carries a battered shield and tarnished sickle as well. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Qualen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears just a tan suit. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly flails and crossbows. He wears his brass crest up. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Vrondiss was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 struck the Miller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.