Description: He wears a red collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries with him a set of whips on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His auburn hair is lengthy. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Chay fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat and is in decent physical shape. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her hair is long and blonde with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small white clips. Her eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Myria is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a violet collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His black hair is knotted and matted. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Conrad took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2400 sp. Citrine (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).