Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a brown shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and blue pants. His red hair is knotted and matted. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Lucan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He bought a sai and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: This southern man is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is chestnut and curly. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Tharivol was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bounty Hunter. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a white coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barber work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barber work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and blue handkerchief worn on his right side. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Thervan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1300 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). Star ruby (400 gp). Blue sapphire (400 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1600 gp.