Description: He wears brown 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 pickaxe. He keeps his lavender fur in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Elves in Clerebold's homeland. Clerebold decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Lazy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Uraim hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Uraim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, 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 Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears brown trousers with green and red striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a flattop hair cut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Orsik has worked very hard to control his curse. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.