Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 76. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This tall, slender man wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Lazy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in the north to a Knight, Frederick learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Doctor, but he was a colossal failure. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a long, grey cloak. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Drogo was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Hunter. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Military, Slave. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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, Simon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He bought a crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Buckler.