Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished sword as well. His gold crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is content

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Greedy, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 20000 cp. White pearl (50 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she prefers to wear flannel. She has shaved her head bald. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. After a long history of fighting, Tomph and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He has moderate length white fur. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He takes great joy in being the best Dyer in town.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Interpreter, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.