Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. His white crest is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Zedaar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition and is in decent physical shape. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a simple pastel robe with red stripes complete with hood. His beige fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is obsessed with his god.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 6 Acid flasks. 6 Acid flasks. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1200 gp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Malachite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.