Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His fur, while still mostly orange, has prominent grey streaks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Two Llamas took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 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. He is physically well-built. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. 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.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top white hat.

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. A friendly and beautiful Dwarf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature kukri.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts, and he perpetually has his mace ready. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. A small bag of saffron. (50 gp).

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His auburn hair is long and unkept. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Arumawann was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 7000 cp. Bloodstone (70 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp).