Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born in a small forest village. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To pay off his debts.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Debt. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Qemuel has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His cinnamon fur is still thick. His ears are large.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Sage. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.