Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his brown hair up. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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 in the east. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 17000 cp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bastard swords and flails. His hair is cut close to his head. He has gray eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aldous fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and blue handkerchief worn on his left side. He is an epitome of beauty. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1800 sp. Iolite (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This man is very fat, and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light red in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Adventurer. 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 is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He has wavy brown hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Wymar has worked very hard to control his curse. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To be a Knight again; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.