Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. During his travels, Fivin and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Fivin discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Fivin fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp. Jacinth (2000 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp).

Description: He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 struck the Jeweler job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2700 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. At a young age his father died while driving off some dire rats. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in longbow use. 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. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man prefers to wear flannel, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To protect his home; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Uthemar reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.