Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Rael's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Healer for the past few years.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a green shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and white pants. His blue hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He is portly but not overly obese. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Wiggens lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He's also a talented Spice Merchant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.