Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Theriatis isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears an entirely tan suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her auburn hair is lengthy. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She is content.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His crest is short and scarlet. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is an amazing painter.

History: Dazzazn was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Jasper (60 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fallond isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. 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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a yellow shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.