Description: He wears just a blue suit, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'1" when asserting himself. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Black opal (1100 gp). Rose (80 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. Anselm 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Reynard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. 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. Reynard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Passionate, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Rose (80 gp). Emerald (900 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Obsidian (11 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a grey shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His red hair is long and unkept. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Stableman. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He got into the Stableman business at a young age. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing a long, yellow cloak and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Frederick was born with his mother's beautiful face. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Mercenary; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.