Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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 drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Paggen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Varg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His chestnut hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He got into the Baker business at a young age. Patrick 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. He sports a flattop crest cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Painter profession.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 280 gp.