Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is a Miller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the west to a Miller, Drogo learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Shipwright, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Miller soon after.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. 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 tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a great chef.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Bathin took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His yellow fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a Mayor, his father struggled to pay the bills. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'5" when asserting herself. Her chestnut hair is lengthy. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: Born in the north to a Fisher, Orianna learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Orianna has worked very hard to control her curse. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 60 gp. Red spinel (120 gp).