Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: 6'1" and muscular, this western man tends to wear a large blue jacket. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2 Acid flasks.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a blue shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and blue pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 48. 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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Dean was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 gp. Azurite (5 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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. He has a very tight haircut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. 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. During his travels, Manfred and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Manfred discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Manfred fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and red, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. His addictions have taken their toll on his wallet, and he has found himself with a great deal of debt owed.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 900 sp.