Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. He carries a battered falchion and tarnished bastard sword as well. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Secretive, Fearful, Addict, Mundane. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp. Emerald (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A 5'10" southern man, he wears a black costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Roofer. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Roofer for hire.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to be a courier again

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Randal has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 19000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Ralf took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp. 8 Acid flasks.

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 blonde hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Roger grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roger fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp.