Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is an epitome of beauty. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His brass crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A freak accident while working with his Carpenter father left him crippled. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her copper crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She became a Armorer soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She keeps her dark red hair in a flapper bob. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Astaro was born with her father's beautiful face. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Astaro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 240 gp.