Description: This late middle aged man usually wears his red robe and has his spear always slung over his shoulder and is in decent physical shape. He has wavy chestnut hair. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born to a Dilettante, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Being a Blacksmith kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Heward isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Body Guard arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Heward 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heward fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: This malnourished man prefers to wear flannel. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Through the years after Drogo was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Drogo's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear brown tank tops with tan pants. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.