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. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a Sage, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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 brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Delebean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is dressed in a clean white cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Merla was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and many gnolls want her driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a black scarf, and he perpetually has his bow ready. His black hair is knotted and matted. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. A true patriot, Eberk would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. A few years later when the west 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 bow.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has hazel eyes and a tan hat with a green feather.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Apothecary. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Uthemar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Uthemar decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has worked as a Apothecary like his father before him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.