Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has no hair. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. 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; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 80000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Heian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Through the years after Heian was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Heian's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: In love, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 sp. Zircon (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He tends to wear a red poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has no hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 350 pp. Amber (160 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Amber (160 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a Fortune-teller, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.