Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Caeldrim hails from a village terrorized by drow. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a black vest and prefers tan and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blue crest is matted, messy, and big. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. During his travels, Hirrathak and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Hirrathak discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Hirrathak fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (12 gp). 3 Antitoxin.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. 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, Kyle is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her blue hair is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are black and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Damaia is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is an amazing painter.

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her father. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Cagak will drive conversation. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and her gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. Her brown hair is matted, messy, and big. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed tan 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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Weaver business.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her childhood dream was to be a Shipwright, but she was a colossal failure. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Weaver responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. She has no hair. She has blue eyes.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a Spy, her father struggled to pay the bills. 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 Doctor. She tends to her Doctor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is red and curly. His silver eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sellsword business.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Nicor took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 160 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp).