Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears dull blue sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Delebean grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Delebean took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To be a Hunter again; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1100 sp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise hazel.

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 is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in the east to a Carter, Wymar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 60000 cp. A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a green coat with brown slacks. He has styled his red crest well, parting it to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Srorthen lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: Standing 5'4", this man wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Paelias isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Impeccable, Opinionated. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp.