Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Thomas was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To be a Stableman again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. Jet (130 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Ernest alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Being a Glassblower kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 8000 sp.

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.