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 wearing a long, brown cloak. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Aramil speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Aramil never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, In love. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 180 pp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a butcher again

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 7000 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp).

Description: He is typically in his Carpenter uniform, and carries longbows. He wears his golden hair up. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Thamior was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a Carpenter soon after.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Banded agate (7 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame and is in decent physical shape. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

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 childhood dream was to be a Mason, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Armorer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Jasper (60 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Disease, Sensitive, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 22000 sp. Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.