Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Norman was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Norman and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Norman discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Norman fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries a battered shortspear and tarnished longsword as well. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Anthony has worked very hard to control his curse. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he dresses like a well dressed Barkeep does. He has auburn hair. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 81. 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 is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He is baby faced.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gilbert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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 is greedy.

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1400 sp. Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Magnifying glass.