Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. The war was a terrible time for him, and Alvyn does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His blonde hair is lengthy. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his small blue hat.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Fivin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Through the years after Fivin was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Fivin's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. She carries with her a set of nunchakus, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has dyed her greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. Being a Jeweler kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To be a Doctor again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is an epitome of beauty. He has shaved his head bald. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Orthog hails from a village terrorized by orcs. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears tattered old clothes, marred by sweets. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. After coming to the age of reason, Berrian took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1300 sp.