Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He bought a sai and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His crest is gold and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a fancy blue dress. Her silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Shava is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Shava studied abroad. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Assassin they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Ploughman, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His golden hair is long and unkept. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, he is not a threatening figure. He has moderate length golden hair. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

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 has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.