Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a fancy green suit. His red hair is braided into rings. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: Roger was born with his mother's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Roger took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and revenge

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep green spinel (150 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and likes to wear white tank tops with blue pants. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a grey collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Heward was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp. White pearl (60 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Jet (60 gp).

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and yellow robe with the hood down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Ralf 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. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 50 pp.