Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Varis has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Varis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Varis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Varis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a farmer again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 380 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hand crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A freak accident while working with his Tanner father left him crippled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, black shirt, and blue tie. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his blonde hair down. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Efferil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Now he works as a painting tutor during his time off.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with yellow slacks. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Riardon embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Riardon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.