Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and carries axes. His golden hair is cut short. His eyes are a pleasant green.

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 a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in a small forest village. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 sp. Smoky quartz (60 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is golden and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Ombul enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Ombul was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Dean hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. Through the years after Dean was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Dean's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Barendd was raised in a hard working conservative environment. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.

Description: He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver crest is singed and shortened. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Farmer profession.

History: Direcris was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Courier hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: To be a Farmer again; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.