Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Gardain is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gardain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. After coming to the age of reason, Gardain took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: He wears a simple black robe with grey stripes complete with hood, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. He keeps his white crest in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mreksh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is portly but not overly obese. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 45. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Roofer. He's also a talented Interpreter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears an entirely white suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Brug wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He takes great joy in being the best Adventurer in town.

History: He was born in the east. A freak accident while working with his Armorer father left him crippled. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Adventurer responsibilities is difficult; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Masterwork manacles.