Description: He is a husky man, who wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small yellow hat.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in a small desert village. Aramil liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He became a Ploughman soon after.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 27000 sp. Iolite (70 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Rose (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beiro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, Ugly. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (130 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (130 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears professional attire. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 6000 gp. Peridot (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Sard (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.