Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in an above average manner. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 60. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Nim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mason. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished nunchaku as well. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Mason

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

Possessions: 900 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Zircon (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'10", this man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Efferil is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He bought a spear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 220 pp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Pink diamond (4000 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a brown collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Nutae speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.