Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a green armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. His red hair is cut short. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a blue coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Hunter responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 800 sp. Golden yellow topaz (800 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Percival's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Baker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His childhood dream was to be a Fletcher, but he was a colossal failure. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver pearl (160 gp).