Description: 6'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Peridot (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Kyle reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His childhood dream was to be a Barber, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Sailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'8" and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Herbalist who has hired him part-time. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Hubert was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. 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 can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.