Description: A moderately attractive man, he usually wears his black robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is scarred and worn.

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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of a Mortician, who enjoyed hunting, Beloril was taken on many hunting expeditions. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Brewer 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 Mortician. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. His head has been shaved. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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. Berrian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 2100 sp. Black pearl (400 gp).

Description: 2'11" and muscular, this western man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. 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 barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Terse, Antagonistic. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Jade (60 gp).

Description: He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'1" when asserting himself. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When Uraim reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 370 gp.