Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 12000 sp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears an entirely brown suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His white fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Ar-Karo was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When Ar-Karo reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He became a Healer soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.