Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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, Peter is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Peter 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, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Hourglass.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and is pretty ugly. He has moderate length brown hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears professional attire. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. 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 is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his chestnut hair up. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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: Bertram hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. He worked as a nervous Stableman and found it very stressful. He has taken up work as a Stableman and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp.