Ghinarian Hills PCs

PCs & XP (sans Prime bonus)

Tarquin Telmaster Human Pirate Mage (Ken) MU-1 XP: 0 Need: 2500
Hengist Khan, Eastern Hobbit Pirate (Chris) Halfling-1 XP: 0 Need: 

Tarquin Telmaster Human Pirate Mage (Ken)
M-U 1 AC 9 HP d4+10
Str 10
Int 18
wis 11
dex 10 
con 10
cha 10

Dagger 
Q staff
Vial Ink (1oz)
Scroll case
5 sheets parchment
Spell Book
Wineskin
1 quart fine wine
2 Guard dogs Tempest & Triton
15 gp

Notes: Apprentice to Dougal the Drunken (M-U 4), a Tharbrian Sea-Mage, the Ship's Wizard of the Tsamar’s Jewel. 

Hengist Khan

Hengist is a war leader in his native Karak - tought the arts of war throughout his childhood in a mysterious mountain top monastery. He is introspective and very civilised been proficient at the courtly arts of origami and such as well as those of a more martial aspect.
He was shipwrecked and fell into the hands of pirates who he has thankfully now given the slip to. He intends to find out as much as possible about these 'round eyes' and their land before returning home carrying much of their wealth. 
Alignment: Lawful 
S: 18 IQ: 9 W: 9 D: 18 Co: 15 Ch: 10 
Hit Points d6+15
Samurai style armour A/C 3 -3 = 0 (-2 v large)
Katana 2-h dam 1d8 +4
Short bow + 20 arrows (+4 to hit dam 1d6)
Sack
1 weeks rations (Noodles 'n stuff)
Water/Saki skin
4 GP in a purse

Fighter & Halfling XP Table
Level XP
1           0
2     2000
3     4000
4     8000
5   16000
6   32000
7   64000  Attack 3/2 rounds (2-1-2-1 etc)
8  120000 Maximum Halfling Level
9  240000
+1 +120000 (+2 hp/level)

Deceased
Captain Lance Harcourt (Graham) Fighter-3 XP: 4720 Need: 8000
Dick the Butcher (Chris), Halfling-2 XP: 2350+ Need: 4000
Kalvin Ajznikov (Ken) Fighter-3 XP: 4470 Need: 8000

Doris of Sea Rune (f) (Chris) amazon Fighter-1 XP: 935 Need: 2000

Party loot from Deathwalkers: 2 50' coils of hemp rope, 36 torches, 5 bronze-tipped spikes, 16 days of dryed rations (dried smoked meat, nuts etc) 6 flagons of water, a wine flagon, 2 bronze daggers and a stone hammer.

Captain Lance Harcourt (Amalric) Human (Alryan?) male Fighter Level 2

(Lance perished while adventuring on the world of Golarion, in the Thistletop Dungeon, 4708 AR)
Init: +1 (Dex)  XP bonus: +10%

AC 4 HP 8/17 & gaunt curse
AL: Neutral ST 16 (+2), IN 10, WI 10, DE 14 (+1), CO 12, CH 17 (+2)
Equipment: Chainmail, Two-handed sword (ATT +2 1d10+4), longbow, quiver 20 arrows, dagger (lost), leather wasitcoat, black cloak, 
Sword +1, +3 vs Gnolls (ATT +3 1d8+3, vs gnolls ATT +4 1d8+5) scribed "Ruin to White Ruin - Woe to the Gnolla". Sheds blue-white light 20' radius. Black Sun emblem on hilt
Money: 10gp, 5gp gold earring, 2gp gold ring Physical description: 5'10" tall, 180 lbs; shoulder length dark brown hair, thin moustache and goatee, brown eyes, tanned complexion.
Background: 'Captain' Lance Harcourt claims he hails from Modron, far to the north, and became a sea captain (ie. pirate captain) just like his father. Of course, he has no ship or crew, but claims he was betrayed and lost it and his crew to several jealous (and rival) pirates, who envied his successes. He has travelled far and wide since, fleeing assassins, or so he says (Lance and the truth are rare bedfellows). He has fallen in with a dirty hobbit, and yet they appear to have a reasonable chance of forming a fruitful partnership.
Lance is smooth, charming, every inch the roguish, swashbuckling swordsman and ladies man, and is particularly prone to following his exceptional good looks and dashing, charming manner into trouble - although the same talents usually get him out of said trouble. Usually. While his moral compass can best be described as dubious, Lance is most often of good intention.

Jana Vex in the Villa Showers

Followers: Jana Vex, exiled Ghinarian priestess of Apollo-Mitra, sister of the Lord of Selatine. Highly enamoured of Lance. sp: cure light woundsx2 (1d6+1 hp or removes paralysis). E: Amazon breastplate, mace, shield, continual light rock w hood on stick.

Jungle Jana

Kalvin (Kal) Ajznikov, Human Fighter Level 3 Prime bonus +10%

Alignment: Chaotic

Gender: Male

Height: 5' 2''

Weight: 148lbs

Weapon proficiencies: Sword, Dagger, Skinning knives

Default weapon in hand: Sword

STR 18 (+3)

INT 9

WIS 9

CON 14 (+1)

DEX 10

CHA 12

Hit Points: 22/24

Armour Class: 2/3

Armour worn: PlateMail

Base AC: 2 Shieldless AC: 3

Equipment:

Platemail

shield

+1 Thracian Sword 'Jessyca' ATT +4 dam 1d8+4

pious whistle

sword

backpack

Large sack

wineskin & wine

dagger

set of butchers knives (skinning, filleting, cleaver etc)

2 lbs salt

Kal

Kal is a brigand and thief who is wanted for the murder of a merchant family in Verius , a simple robbery gone wrong which ended in him and his companion being caught by the merchant, rather than facing any possible penalty for robbing he decided that if there was no-one left alive to say he had robbed them then there is no crime committed, he proceeded to murder the wife of the merchant while his partner dealt with the merchant, however the noise of the fight awoke the 4 children of the house who witnessed the foul murder of their parents, Logically if there was no witnesses to the murder then no crime had been committed and went on to slaughter 2 of the children and torture the third to see if her parents kept any secret places where there might be gold, the noise made alerted nearby houses and Kal was forced to flee after finishing off the last witness, he was seen leaving the house via a window but his companion was caught, Kal was left fleeing into the night and has been on the run ever since.

Kal is a brutish ill educated psychopath who delights in the pain and suffering of others, his one true skill is skinning which he learned as a child, as he has grown he has graduated from small mammals to larger one and then once he got his taste for killing has found that he could also hire his services out as a torturer, he delights at the pain his skills can bring to a human subject.

Doris of Sea Rune
Doris is from Sea Rune, a proud Amazonian warrior and shield maiden. Fierce in the extreme she has little love for anyone except her Goddess Coriptis, Sabre Tooth Cats and her one time Pleasure Slave Dick - "The Stallion who would mount the World." She is currently searching for him after he went missing while she was busy wrestling Trolls. The scent has led her to Thracia.
She wears a close fitting bronze breastplate (Amazonian heavy armour A/C3 Mv. 90 Cost 60GP), a large shield (+1 A/C) and plenty of bangles 'n stuff.
She hurls a spear before combat and wields her long sword to devastating effect. Standing 6'6" tall and heavily built she has also been known to squeeze both enemies and lovers to death when in a passion.

Doris
Human (Amazon) Warrior.
S - 18
IQ - 9
W - 9
D - 13
Con - 13
Ch - 9
Alignment - Neutral
HP - -1/9
AC 1
Amazonian Heavy Armour (Bronze Breast Plate)
Large Shield
Spear
Long Sword
Bag of food
Water/Wine Skin
Sack
Gelding Sheers, slave collars and chains
Purse (3GP?) 

Dick the Butcher (Chris) - Male Hobbit (Byrny?) Level: 2 

ST: 14 (+1) IQ: 9 WI:8 (-1) DE: 13 (+1) CO: 12 CH: 7 (-1) 

Init: +2 (+1 DEX +1 race) XP bonus: +10%
AC 5 HP: -10/10 & gaunt curse   

Alignment: Neutral (Dirty)
Light crossbow (short range ATT+3 dam 1d6), short sword (ATT+1 dam 1d6+1), 
Sword +1, +3 vs Gnolls (2h ATT +2 1d8+4, vs gnolls ATT +4 1d8+5) scribed "Ruin to White Ruin - Woe to the Gnolla". Sheds blue-white light 20' radius. Black Sun emblem on hilt
leather armour, burglars jumper, flat cap, skull & crossbones silver ear-ring, swag sack, (once white) mud coloured nicotine stained cloak, 7 cheap dockside cigars, 29 and one bent bolt. Continual light (green) rock with leather hood, on stick. Bronze Thracian helmet cap ( base AC +1 w leather) 
Background.
Dick may have once ridden hounds as a bandit in the North but none are sure. It's rumoured he has a preachy do-gooder brother looking for him but this is just supposition.
He's crass and dirty but not wicked. Dim and unlovely but not unlovable. Rash and selfish but not hurtful. He'd like to find another Wolfhound to roam the dangerous and exciting parts of the world upon again. Maybe he's found it? Either way he's got us a cleric