Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a black tunic with pastel highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries a battered lance and tarnished longbow as well. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and human compassion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (300 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ernest does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When Ernest reached his early adolescence his Human 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: In love, Job, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He has green eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.

Personality: Roland wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born in the west. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp.