Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. His ears are large.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is an epitome of beauty. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has brown eyes and a grey hat with a white feather.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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, Tim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Tim 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. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His ears are large.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Arnold grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Arnold. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He tends to wear a violet poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is golden and curly. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Everard speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: Everard lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother 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's looking for his big break; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he usually wears his violet robe and has his pickaxe always slung over his shoulder. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Gerald's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Gerald was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.