Description: He wears a violet vest and prefers tan and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Elves in Erdan's homeland. Erdan decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erdan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Passionate, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a green shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is blue and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's in love; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished dagger as well. His scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This red eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is an amazing painter.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Dadalan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Dadalan 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 360 gp. Obsidian (7 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Ivellios was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 sp.