Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a ceremonial dagger on his belt. He has a hunchback. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Actor uniform, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He worked as a nervous Actor and found it very stressful. He struck the Actor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear brown tank tops with white pants. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Aelar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (180 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'9" eastern man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 120 pp. Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Black opal (600 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He likes to wear green tank tops with grey pants. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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. Suhnae took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Suhnae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 8000 sp.