Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He carries a battered mace and tarnished trident as well. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Korfel hails from a village terrorized by brigands. His parents were killed by brigands in a raid when he was still a young child. The brigands captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries a battered halberd and tarnished trident as well. His brass crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Valorean was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Valorean 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, Artistic. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 gp. Hematite (8 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Amber (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'2" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has styled his scarlet crest well, parting it to the left. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Donaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shoemaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 50000 cp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Rose (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'11" eastern man, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is golden and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Herbalist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.