Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is long and black with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He found a children's book about a Elf Commoner who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He usually wears his violet robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder, and carries maces. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Korfel was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: She wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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. During her travels, Cloak and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Cloak discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Cloak fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and she desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.