Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He very much looks the part of a Barkeep. He has shaved his head bald. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 pp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears dark leathers with embroidery. He wears his silver hair down. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 also has developed a complete distrust of the Sage profession.

History: Immeral was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Immeral took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Butcher responsibilities is difficult.

Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (60 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (170 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.