Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'8" and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Roofer father left him crippled. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has wavy copper crest. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. 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 snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the south to a Carter, Ulblyn learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Carter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Carter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears an eyepatch.

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. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Morthos was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1 Superior lock.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He 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 red crest is thinning but still full. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. The war was a terrible time for him, and Donaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Cleric who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scythe.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp.