Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His lavender fur is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Dynamic wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dynamic is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dynamic fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a tanner again

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Pink pearl (60 gp).

Description: He wears black trousers with green and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Adventurer profession.

History: Born in the north to a Architect, Zog learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Zog was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 500 sp. Pink pearl (50 gp).

Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with green slacks. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Roge 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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Roge was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert, Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 370 gp.