Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman and is in decent physical shape. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with his Apothecary father left him crippled. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Azurite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He carries a battered mace and tarnished quarterstaff as well. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Mormog wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Gifted from a young age, Mormog studied abroad. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mormog fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her red crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Driindar hails from a village terrorized by drow. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Driindar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor she uses now. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and to unite with her brother

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a yellow collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is chestnut and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 320 gp. Lapis lazuli (10 gp).