Description: He is lean but muscular and wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, In love, Debt. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 pp. Carnelian (80 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: He wears a pastel tunic with black highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a flattop hair cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quarion grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 gp. Obsidian (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He is portly but not overly obese. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To pay off his debts.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.