Description: 6'0" and muscular, this western man wears a red feathered hat and red clothes. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Moonstone (30 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This malnourished man wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: Drogo is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Depressed, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 16000 cp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He likes to wear black tank tops with white pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Alexandre hails from a village terrorized by giants. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Pink pearl (120 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor, marred by sweets. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. During his travels, Ralf and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ralf discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ralf fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 22000 cp.