Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Arnold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Clerebold was born with his mother's beautiful face. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered goblins who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away.

Flaws: Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'5". He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. His hair is silver and very short. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears professional attire. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Ralf and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 22000 sp.