Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length scarlet crest. 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 is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Valorean lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Through the years after Valorean was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Valorean's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: An older man who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, he is not a threatening figure. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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, Alston is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 9000 cp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp).

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his nunchaku, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Shágflak 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mason. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's in love; and he has a crush on the local mason

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp. Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Sard (30 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp).

Description: This western man 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 clothes are grease stained in places. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bounty Hunter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Obsidian (14 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Jade (150 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Blue sapphire (400 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants and is in decent physical shape. He sports a flattop crest cut. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Pandjed is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The war was a terrible time for him, and Pandjed does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 gp.