Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished crossbow as well. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. 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: Glim lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is blue and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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. Euron took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. 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: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 90 pp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). White opal (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He has moderate length auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Takra is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Takra reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc mother 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Healer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Jasper (70 gp). Obsidian (14 gp).

Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'2" when asserting herself. She has styled her brown hair well, parting it to the right. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: Arara hails from a village terrorized by goblins. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Architect. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it.

Flaws: Depressed, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 800 gp. 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 wears a green costume with the symbols of her god on her torso. Her white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her white eyes peer out from beneath her feathered green hat.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She worked as a nervous Bowyer and found it very stressful. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bowyer.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 38000 sp.