Description: He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His white hair is braided into rings. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. 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 loving parents in a slum to the east. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. After a long history of fighting, Tethren and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 6'5" western man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise silver. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tiefling companion (his 'brother'). 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple yellow robe with green stripes complete with hood. He wears his golden hair down. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born into a rich family. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears just a yellow suit. His hair is silver and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Poor, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 390 gp.