Description: He stands about 5'7" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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, Kyle is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his blue crest in a flapper bob. His ears are large.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Vrondiss took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Revenge; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Ivellios was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Merchant, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Unemployed.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. 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 chestnut hair is still thick. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. After a long history of fighting, Sindri and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (11000 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Silver ewer (30 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.