Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has a very tight haircut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 58. 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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roland fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: He is renowned for his bright yellow suits and hats. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Insane. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Jade (100 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his blonde hair up. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has achieved small success as a Mercenary.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Hourglass. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Diggory abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp.