Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. She is an epitome of beauty. Her black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 feeds upon the attention of others.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Arara took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor she uses now. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She carries a battered rapier and tarnished greatsword as well. She has wavy brown hair. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Anne speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. 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. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

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. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ploughman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zephan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length orange fur. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's in love

Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears bulky white painted plate armor, marred by teas. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Burto was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He found a children's book about a Halfling Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His crest is cut close to his head. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his broad green hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 94. 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. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: She usually wears her black robe and has her quarterstaff always slung over her shoulder. She wears her rusty crest down. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. He is an epitome of beauty. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the west were limited. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Veit was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Veit abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Bricklayer responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Everburning torch.