Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He has brown eyes and a black hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. He has wavy red hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Religious, Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is a great chef.

History: Balimaar was born the youngest of three triplets. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a tan tunic with red highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries a battered whip and tarnished longsword as well. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Lance was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a green cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Merchant but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 47000 sp.