Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants, and carries rapiers. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Patrick was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Terse, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dyer. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is short and brown. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: The child of a Bellfounder, who enjoyed hunting, Wymar was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1200 gp. Deep green spinel (160 gp). Blue star sapphire (1400 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp).

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is silver and very short. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is an amazing painter.

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. 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 Knight. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Adam was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Manfred alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and he wants revenge against gnolls

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp.