Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He sports a flattop crest cut. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When Dadalan reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Religious, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Wiggens grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Wiggens. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 11000 sp. Jet (70 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 6'2". He usually wears his black robe and has his spear always slung over his shoulder, and his gloved hand is found clutching a spear. His blue hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His black eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Professionalism, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Adrik was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adrik 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 he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.