Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his feathered blue hat.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Pallabar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gunter does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Greedy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Traki was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: An older woman who dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with tan slacks, she is not a threatening figure. Her long white hair reaches down to her waist. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-orc people

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 sp.