Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears his white hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. After coming to the age of reason, Caeldrim took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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 is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears baggy blue pantaloons and a brown scarf, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: The child of a Laborer, who enjoyed hunting, Galinndan was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: In love, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 9000 gp. Pink pearl (140 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Jasper (80 gp). White pearl (140 gp). Rose (80 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp).

Description: He wears a white small hat and white clothes. He carries with him a set of axes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Theriatis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries a battered greataxe and tarnished lance as well. He has no hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Thamior was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 900 gp.