Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Peter lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive, Addict. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 21000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His tied-back hair is auburn. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Standing 6'1", this man wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Gilbert was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Raymond has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Raymond and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Raymond discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Raymond fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Roland took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Secretive, Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.