Description: This northern man is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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 in the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: An older man who is dressed in an above average manner, he is not a threatening figure. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Dondon was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Dondon decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a violet shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and black pants. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Vanuath lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 14000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He keeps his brown fur in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep copper.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Serpent abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He tends to his Fortune-teller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Selfish, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 140 gp. Moss agate (7 gp).

Description: He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor, and carries scimitars. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born to a Apothecary, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cook hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cook

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

Possessions: 5000 cp. Amber (120 gp).