Description: He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His head has been shaved. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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 blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Deep green spinel (130 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He uses divination through singing.

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. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Caeldrim was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Engraver. 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 he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 gp.