Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'11" and wears a black coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He has wavy black hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Immeral lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sard (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a violet shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Chalcedony (30 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Rolen took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to be a roofer again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 5000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.