Description: A 5'11" eastern man, he wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Randal is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a great chef.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Layabout father left him crippled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly scimitars and crossbows. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. 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: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Roger took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 22000 sp.