Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Norman was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has a crush on the local brewer

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats and is in decent physical shape. He has wavy red hair. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a great chef.

History: He is a Chromatic Dragon in disguise. After coming to the age of reason, Theriatis took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Gifted from a young age, Crampernap studied abroad. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bricklayer. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 700 sp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: He stands about 5'3" and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He has green eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Paelias's homeland. Paelias decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Breastplate.