Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Beiro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Chalcedony (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp).

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Nuraval 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 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is red and curly. His silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Morthos took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born into a rich family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Amber (90 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp).