Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Barber arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Tethren took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 16000 sp. Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Immeral was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. 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: Wants to work out more often; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Selfish, PTSD. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears red trousers with brown and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Stannor hails from a village terrorized by giants. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Stannor was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Revenge; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. She wears her golden hair up. Her brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A freak accident while working with her Slave Trader father left her crippled. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 7000 sp.