Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Theren wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Beiro is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beiro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in the north to a Cook, Lamlis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He's also a talented Butcher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to be a butcher again

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Religious, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 pp. Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1900 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear white tank tops with brown pants. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Eiravel 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. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 260 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Thervan was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Thervan's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Rose (40 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Peridot (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.