Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has styled his rusty crest well, parting it to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

History: He was born in a small forest village. Direcris liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Crowbar. 1 Average lock. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Bimpnottin took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His silver eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 sp.