Description: This man wears a brown costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has styled his orange fur well, parting it to the left. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gale grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His silver hair is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Mindartis lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 40 gp. Jet (160 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Wiggens was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Wiggens decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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. Wiggens fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 340 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. She carries with her a set of whips on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She has slicked back golden hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is mildly Halfling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Blossom was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Blossom decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 160 gp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp).