Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He wears a colorful flower in his scarlet crest. He has gold eyes and a green hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 41. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

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 is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Rendar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Rendar hails from a village terrorized by drow. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Rendar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Rendar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His auburn hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Everburning torch.