Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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: He is content; and doesn't want to be a laborer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 prefers to wear flannel. His white hair is still thick. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are silver.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. During his travels, Akmen and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Akmen discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Akmen fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people; and tiefling compassion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Attractive. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 500 gp. White opal (1000 gp). Coral (50 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Sard (80 gp).

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Through the years after Ûkshak was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Ûkshak's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His fur is brown and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Smoking lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Herbalist, but he was a colossal failure. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 gp.