Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he prefers to wear flannel. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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, Lance is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Lance was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he has a crush on the local carpenter

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp. Tourmaline (90 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries a battered sai and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Gilbert alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 23000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He is an epitome of beauty. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Gerald lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has taken up work as a Servant and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'7" and dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is still thick. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Expert school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 900 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is lengthy. His green eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: The child of a Seamstress, who enjoyed hunting, Justin was taken on many hunting expeditions. Justin liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 12000 cp. Moonstone (70 gp).