Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Oblar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warlock, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Oblar was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age his mother died while driving off some brigands. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shield use. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 10000 cp. White opal (1200 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

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. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear flannel. His head has been shaved. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. A true patriot, Aerdeth would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Aerdeth hails from a village terrorized by orcs. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Aerdeth alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. After a long history of fighting, Aerdeth and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Standing 3'1", this man prefers to wear flannel. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. He takes great joy in being the best Sailor in town.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He has worked as a Sailor like his mother before him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He stands about 6'5" and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His blue crest is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Kiirith took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.