Description: He tends to wear a large blue jacket. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his broad blue hat.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Aramil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears professional attire. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. 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: Gifted from a young age, Fivin studied abroad. His childhood dream was to be a Mercenary, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Hunter.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His head has been shaved. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a Mortician, his father struggled to pay the bills. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Hematite (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp).