Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a ceremonial dagger on his belt. His chestnut hair is still thick. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Qemuel reached his early adolescence his Tiefling 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Qemuel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered yellow hat.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During his travels, Carrie and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Carrie discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Carrie fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp).

Description: She wears a green collared shirt and pastel skirt. She accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her hair is chestnut and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Pacifist, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp. Emerald (600 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 3 Thunderstones. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears baggy black pantaloons and a violet scarf. She has done her best to style her white hair to look like a famous performer. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: The child of a Glassblower, who enjoyed hunting, Tawar was taken on many hunting expeditions. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She bought a glaive and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. He wears his red hair down. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thorpe does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thorpe studied abroad. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Thorpe never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her skin is flawless and her blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Riswynn has worked very hard to control her curse. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and to settle down with her crush

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has green eyes and a blue hat with a black feather.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion.

Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

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

Description: He is in excellent shape and is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Silver ewer (40 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp).

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears a blue top hat and blue clothes. She has styled her silver hair well, parting it to the left. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 gp.