Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his silver hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Gardain was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Gardain and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Tourmaline (50 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His scarlet crest is matted, messy, and big. This gold eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Red spinel (80 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His gold crest is heavily combed to the right. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dadalan studied abroad. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Junk Dealer. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., and sports empty pouches on his belt. His crest is bronze and curly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Rivaan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 140 gp.