Description: This malnourished man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Butcher. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hand crossbows and morningstars. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Map Maker business.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 11000 sp. Eye agate (10 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Masseuse like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Gifted, Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears a mask on his face.

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. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born in a small forest village. Tharivol 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. 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. Tharivol 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1100 gp.