Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Gardener. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aldous fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jocelyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. He is baby faced.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His hair is short and golden. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Balimaar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 3200 sp. Obsidian (4 gp).

Description: A 5'8" western man, he dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

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. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has achieved small success as a Barber.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp).