Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a green vest and prefers blue and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

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 passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a Mercenary, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Peren took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and black handkerchief worn on his right side. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His ears are large.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear flannel. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

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. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Priest. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear grey tank tops with brown pants. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Thamior embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Thamior was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Through the years after Thamior was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Thamior's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.