Description: He wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants, and he perpetually has his lance ready. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Arannis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 gp. Black opal (1200 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Rose (40 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Rose (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Sard (40 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Sard (40 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Jade (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His red hair is long and unkept. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

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 large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Galinndan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

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 Tharivol was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Tharivol's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Amber (90 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He has brown eyes and a brown hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mayor for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mayor responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (110 gp). Gold and ruby ring (4000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.