Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a greataxe on his belt. He has shaved his head bald. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Server. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Server. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is silver and curly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He bought a nunchaku and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 110 pp. 1 Buckler.

Description: He wears a green shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and blue pants. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His white eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Zephan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Zephan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Revenge; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Fortune-teller. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His fierce black eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1700 sp.