Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat, marred by beers. He has wavy red hair. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. During his travels, Paelias and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Paelias discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Paelias fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: This man wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Addict, Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 pp. Onyx (60 gp). Jade (80 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Sard (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fletcher born in the past three hundred years. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 4000 gp.