Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Wiggens lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Miller and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He has wavy chestnut hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 12000 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Sard (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Jet (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A 5'10" southern man, he wears a red coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His hair is short and brown. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Ûshgol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Solid gold idol (300 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'4". He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Damien reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His white hair is thinning but still full. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.