Description: An older man who dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with black slacks, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is still thick. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a blue tunic with grey highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Wiggens lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 16000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She is an epitome of beauty. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Heather took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor she uses now. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Insane, Greedy, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His blonde hair is cut short. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nuraval grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Nuraval has worked very hard to control his curse. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'9" when asserting himself. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.