Description: He stands about 5'2" and is wearing a long, black cloak. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson grey hat.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in the west. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Soapmaker for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (140 gp).

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a Fletcher, his father struggled to pay the bills. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Insane, Sensitive, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a simple brown robe with tan stripes complete with hood. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

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. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Reynard has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Balimaar hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Balimaar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Balimaar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp. Jasper (60 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp).