Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 23000 sp. Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Clerebold was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His white hair is still thick. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. 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 raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is greedy

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 3 Acid flasks.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a fancy black suit. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He became a Slave Trader soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. Rose (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.