Description: This light-skinned male wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is chestnut and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. A freak accident while working with his Server mother left him crippled. He has achieved small success as a Bowyer.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and carries quarterstaffs. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Frederick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When Frederick reached his early adolescence his Human 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She wears a colorful flower in her dark red hair. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Orianna hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and many illithids want her driven away

Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his kukri with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Simple lock.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Cynical, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp.