Description: This man tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has wavy blonde hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ralf studied abroad. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dilettante. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Percival is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is short and white. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: The child of a Healer, who enjoyed hunting, Percival was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Percival took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Average lock. 1 Silk rope. 1 Backpack.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Peter and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. Lance enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: The child of a Guard, who enjoyed hunting, Lance was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp.