Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Alexandre hails from a village terrorized by drow. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length scarlet crest. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Barbarian who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He has moderate length golden hair. 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 does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'2" and wears a white vest and prefers green and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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, Hobart is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Hobart took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 800 gp. Star ruby (700 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Amber (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.