Description: He stands about 6'5" and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Religious. Occupation: Actor

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and he perpetually has his shortbow ready. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 80. 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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 sp. Malachite (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her warhammer with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and carries warhammers. She has slicked back auburn hair. She has a dull look in her green eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eloise isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Sculptor but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eloise fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Pacifist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a tan vest and prefers white and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Wymar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Impulsive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.