Description: He wears a black vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He is physically well-built. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Folgûm lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Folgûm was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

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. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Zephan was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Guardian, Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial 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 blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. After coming to the age of reason, Erevan took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a red coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Laborer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Laborer for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.

Description: 4'1" and muscular, this western man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 110 gp.