Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His head has been shaved. His eyes are green.

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 has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Gimgen alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Millicent fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She has done her best to style her chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the south. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She has worked as a Tailor like her father before her.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand her business

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears his black hair down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Mamnen was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: Wants a kiss; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist, Persistence, Fighting. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. His long red crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His ears are large.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When Fax reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Iolite (80 gp).