Description: He stands about 5'11" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has wavy white hair. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered dire rats who tried to eat his hand. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and is pretty ugly. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar 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's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is an amazing painter.

History: Percival was born the youngest of three triplets. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Percival has worked very hard to control his curse. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: American accent

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

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He sports a flattop hair cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Manfred lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Server, but he was a colossal failure. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Server; and sabotage a competitor

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: 6'1" and muscular, this southern man wears long strands of opal and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears his brown hair up. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Dean took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.