Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is auburn and very short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ivellios took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp. Rose (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Hadarai hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away.

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. Citrine (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Amber (40 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Malachite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is physically well-built. He has wavy red hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Berrian was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was taken from his home at a very young age. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Arannis hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. At a young age his mother died while driving off some gnolls. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in trident use. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (40 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 46. 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 very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born in a small desert village. Suhnae liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 290 pp.