Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Lance was born with his mother's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His hair is black and very short. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a Map Maker, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Masseuse. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Arnold grew up listening to his father's many stories. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. During his travels, Manfred and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Manfred discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Manfred fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Percival took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 sp.