Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case, and carries crossbows. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad tan hat.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Don was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Don fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100000 cp. Eye agate (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Miles's homeland. Miles decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. 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. Miles 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. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born in a small island village. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 5000 sp. White opal (1000 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His tied-back hair is silver. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the west to a Healer, Percival learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Healer and found it very stressful. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.