Description: This dark-skinned male wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Pallabar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. One day when Pallabar was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Pallabar was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Flaws: Insane, Racist, Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 gp.

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. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Spy but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. Darrow fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her hair is black and curly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends.

Flaws: Disease, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 160 gp. Deep green spinel (100 gp). Peridot (30 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His ears are large.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 60 gp.