Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a tan costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Arnold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: The child of a Doctor, who enjoyed hunting, Patrick was taken on many hunting expeditions. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He tends to his Sculptor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He likes to wear red tank tops with blue pants. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Heward was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Jade (70 gp). Amethyst (70 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Bertram was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a green coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'7" when asserting himself. He has moderate length white hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 29. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp.