Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Jeweler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a brown shirt with thin red vertical stripes and black pants. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. 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: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Apothecary.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears a worn and beaten armor. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. 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. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Locksmith responsibilities is difficult; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He wears a green shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and pastel pants. He has a hunchback. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: Gomory was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Gomory abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A 6'4" eastern man, he wears a fancy brown suit. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. The war was a terrible time for him, and Percival does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Percival was born the youngest of three triplets. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.