Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Mason father left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a blue shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and grey pants. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Shepherd business.

History: Randal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He tends to his Shepherd job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Malachite (8 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'4" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is chestnut and curly. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Percival hails from a village terrorized by illithids. In his youth he was a Cartwright, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His tied-back hair is black. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents enrolled him in a Druid school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. 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: To unite with his brother; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He worked as a nervous Mayor and found it very stressful. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp.