Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and black pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His scarlet crest is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. 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, Torinn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Butcher, who enjoyed hunting, Torinn was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She has wavy white hair. She has a dull look in her black eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and she's in love

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is brown and curly. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed yellow hat.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Arnold was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roge fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp).