Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears baggy brown pantaloons and a black scarf. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Patrick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: This fat western woman has a bulbous nose and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has gray eyes.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. A gifted student she started as a Doctor, but she got bored and became a Cartwright. She struck the Cartwright job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and someone believes her a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 48000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown fur. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has a hunchback. His brown fur is singed and shortened. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lone does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Marshal soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He is a Doppelganger in disguise. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During his travels, Gilthur and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Gilthur discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Gilthur fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 250 gp. Amethyst (140 gp). 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze, marred by teas. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Mûg was born the youngest of three triplets. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and doesn't want to be a unemployed and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family, Slave. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1900 sp.