Description: An older man who likes to wear pastel tank tops with grey pants, he is not a threatening figure. He has wavy golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Revenge; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He usually wears his tan robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull white iron scale mail. He has a hunchback. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He wears his white hair down. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Dean speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Dean took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a brown coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: The child of a Ploughman, who enjoyed hunting, Charles was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Charles took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. 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. Charles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp.