Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His silver crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She tends to wear a pastel poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She carries a battered bow and tarnished scimitar as well. Her beige fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her copper eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Trail took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trail fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'7" and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. 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: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a brown collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the north. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Justin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.