Description: A pudgy man standing about 2'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has chestnut hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: The child of a Butcher, who enjoyed hunting, Stannor was taken on many hunting expeditions. Stannor liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 90 gp. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a blue coat. Her red hair, when down, is lengthy. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Fearful. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2 Acid flasks. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a worn and beaten armor. With bright brown hair. She has violet eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quillathe grew up listening to her mother's many stories. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Masseuse. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp. Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. His bronze crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in the north. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears a tan coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eiravel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Eiravel was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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 in love.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Small steel mirror.