Description: He wears a white shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and pastel pants. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished bow as well. His hair is short and golden. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Traki fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Galinndan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears just a grey suit. He sports a flattop hair cut. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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 was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 14000 sp.