Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His black fur is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: Silent was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 sp. Golden pearl (70 gp). 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and dwarven compassion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict, Mundane, Racist. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: She wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. Her hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are likewise red.

Personality: Gomory is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She bought a glaive and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Theriatis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 30 gp.