Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears his golden hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 11. 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. A true patriot, Wiggens would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He became a Animal Trainer soon after.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a greataxe on his belt. He is portly but not overly obese. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. 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. Adam 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Thamior hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thamior was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and likes to wear tan tank tops with blue pants. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Cory reached his early adolescence his Human 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To be a Adventurer again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 80 gp.