Description: He wears long strands of aquamarine and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries a battered lance and tarnished trident as well. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Varis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 290 gp. Red spinel (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. She has lavender fur. She has yellow eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and she desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Tourmaline (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Jade (70 gp).

Description: This man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his right hand. His hair is long and red with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Uthemar 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 happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Uthemar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Gimurt has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a black collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries a battered hand crossbow and tarnished bow as well. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. Pígug fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Mundane. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.