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 a violet costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 160 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears skinny pants and wears a brown and tan robe with the hood down, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

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. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His head has been shaved. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. 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 also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His golden hair is still thick. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Raer has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His white hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Laucian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 140 pp. Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.