Description: This man is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and black handkerchief worn on his left side, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dalgal grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.

Motivation: To be a Spy again; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 320 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He keeps his long green crest kept up in a rat tail. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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 father. 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trynnicus fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His cinnamon fur is singed and shortened. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Chalcedony (50 gp).

Description: She prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. With wild golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her parents enrolled her in a Fighter school at a young age so that she could practice her divine talents. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 5000 cp. Hematite (6 gp).