Description: This man stands a little under 6'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He very much looks the part of a Brewer. His crest is black and curly. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in the south to a Brewer, Dadalan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Dadalan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the east to a Dyer, Stannor learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Dyer for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed whip, just in case. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born in the east. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and carries shields. She has wavy red hair. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Masseuse but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. After a long history of fighting, Andraste and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion, and carries falchions. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length brown fur. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.