Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts, marred by chocolates. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. 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 will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Halimath never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to pay off his debts

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Rose (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). White opal (500 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Onyx (50 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Laucian 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. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Dilettante and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Jet (70 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Rose (20 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.