Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a white shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. A true patriot, Zogdûsh would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in the east to a Roofer, Zogdûsh learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When Zogdûsh reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He usually wears his black robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Hoshgrish grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Hoshgrish. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her crest is brass and curly. She has a dull look in her gold eyes.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.