Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. He has wavy blonde hair. His eyes are likewise blue.

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 raised in a desert tribe. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. William fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a white coat with tan slacks. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

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 mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Forgetful. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears baggy black pantaloons and a brown scarf. He has wavy black hair. His face is scarred and worn.

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. He is a great chef.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Wymar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'6", this man wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. A true patriot, Dean would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Dean took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.