Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he likes to wear blue tank tops with black pants. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp).

Description: He wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his hammer. He has a very tight haircut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Immeral was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp).

Description: He wears a white vest and prefers grey and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. His red hair is braided into rings. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Korfel has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Knight

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 pp.