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 wears skinny pants and wears a grey and green robe with the hood down. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 48. 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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Caeldrim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 60000 cp.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He usually wears his black robe and has his scythe always slung over his shoulder. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He takes great joy in being the best Junk Dealer in town.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His childhood dream was to be a Mortician, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is greedy

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor, and is pretty ugly. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (1400 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He has silver hair. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His white hair is lengthy. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the east. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Raer has worked very hard to control his curse. 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: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1300 gp. Violet garnet (200 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Hematite (16 gp).