Description: He wears an entirely grey suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Roland was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Shy, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He is a husky man, who does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His auburn hair is still thick. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pikar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. He has styled his purple hair well, parting it to the right. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Damakos alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and many orcs want him driven away

Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brass crest is still thick. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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. Salasar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Greedy, Impulsive, Insane. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Bullseye lantern.