Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Hunter born in the past three hundred years. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. She wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available she will default to her club. She wears her black hair down. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She has dedicated herself to building a better world.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2700 sp. 1 Average lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His lavender fur is matted, messy, and big. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Spear lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Armorer, but he was a colossal failure. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Armorer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Herbalist, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Guardian, Family, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. His fur is cut close to his head. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Pelt liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fletcher for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His blue crest is heavily combed to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 22. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. A true patriot, Dadalan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Dadalan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and revenge

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1300 gp. Amber (90 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Malachite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.