Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is golden and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has worked as a Shepherd like his father before him.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1300 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Jasper (80 gp).

Description: 4'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tan shirt with thin black vertical stripes and white pants. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Assassin.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and balancing his hectic life and new assassin responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Rolen enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 700 gp. Deep green spinel (160 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp).

Description: 4'9" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. After coming to the age of reason, Thamior took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly halberds and longbows. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 110 pp. 1 Minor magic item.