Description: A plain young-adult man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with green slacks. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sculptor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sculptor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (50 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (80 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (50 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his mother's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Thamior took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item.