Description: He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Rurik took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. 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. Rurik fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a sword on his belt. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length brass crest. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He plays an instrument quite well.

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. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He wears his green crest down. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull grey sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed club, just in case. He is portly but not overly obese. His lavender fur is braided into rings. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Half-Plate.