Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Erky was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Erky's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful, Mundane. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Military, Guardian. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and likes to wear tan tank tops with red pants. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Efferil has worked very hard to control his curse. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Spice Merchant; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.