Description: This malnourished man wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Nim abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 800 gp. Moss agate (4 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Sard (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp).

Description: A 4'8" southern man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Efferil 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. He became a Bounty Hunter soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Junk Dealer business.

History: The child of a Gardener, who enjoyed hunting, Dreali was taken on many hunting expeditions. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep green spinel (40 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears tan trousers with black and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is golden and very short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: Theren is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.