Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a great chef.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. 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. Foxilon 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in the south to a Interpreter, Roland learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Interpreter and found it very stressful. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Interpreter for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: This man is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 80 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has moderate length brown hair. 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 believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Hadarai took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp).