Description: This slender man stands about 4'0". He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His hair is white and curly. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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: 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. A freak accident while working with his Laborer mother left him crippled. During his travels, Gilthur and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Gilthur discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Gilthur fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and revenge

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He wears his black hair up. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. After months of barely getting by, Bilbron managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 240 gp. Jet (130 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp).

Description: He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars, and he perpetually has his axe ready. He has dyed his greying cinnamon fur a little too much giving a sharp cinnamon color. His eyes are likewise amber.

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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Simple lock.

Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Carrie lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: 3'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Corkitron was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has worked as a Shipwright like his father before him.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 60 gp.