Description: He wears a tan costume with the symbols of death on his torso, and carries ceremonial daggers. His head has been shaved. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Roondar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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. Roondar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Fibblestib was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Fibblestib's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

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

Possessions: 400 gp.

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 well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has wavy silver crest. His eyes are red.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1400 gp. Obsidian (10 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Sard (80 gp). White opal (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Obsidian (10 gp).

Description: This man is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His brown hair is singed and shortened. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born into a rich family. After coming to the age of reason, Ûgakûga took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mercenary for hire.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Navigator; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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 always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.