Description: He wears long strands of topaz and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 14000 sp. Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Trey was born the youngest of three triplets. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'3" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is silver and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Cartwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, marred by beers. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

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 wears a violet vest and prefers black and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Percival is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 600 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (100 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp).