Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brass crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He is baby faced.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Kiirith's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: The child of a Shepherd, who enjoyed hunting, Kiirith was taken on many hunting expeditions. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Kiirith never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: In love, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This man wears a black vest and prefers white and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has dark red hair. His eyes are likewise black. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a great chef.

History: Xappan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Unemployed and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 40 gp. Silver pearl (140 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. Her long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. A friendly and beautiful Gnome, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: She was born into a rich family. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Sellsword. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Adventurer they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Sellsword, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. Her chestnut hair is singed and shortened. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. While she appears to be a normal Gnome, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable.

Ideals: Joker, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1900 sp.