Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a Priest first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gifted student he started as a Stylist, but he got bored and became a Priest. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

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, and he perpetually has his mace ready. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Balimaar studied abroad. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to protect his home

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. His hair is blonde and curly. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Clerebold will drive conversation. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Clerebold was born with his mother's beautiful face. He found a children's book about a Human Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. During his travels, Clerebold and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Clerebold discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Clerebold fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 19000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.