Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His black hair is knotted and matted. This gold eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Andram has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Andram fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 sp. Red spinel (160 gp). 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Gomory alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Gomory was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'4" and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His silver hair is long and unkept. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She very much looks the part of a Soapmaker. Her silver hair is heavily combed to the left. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: The child of a Guard, who enjoyed hunting, Thiala was taken on many hunting expeditions. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Thiala was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He usually wears his yellow robe and has his warhammer always slung over his shoulder. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.