Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: The child of a Mason, who enjoyed hunting, Solomon was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Armorer. After a long history of fighting, Solomon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a white shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue quartz (10 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Amber (50 gp). 1 Disguise kit.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He found a children's book about a Human Cleric who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Trey 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. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Barber responsibilities is difficult; and to be a adventurer again

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Amber (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. His head has been shaved. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to be a doctor again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.