Description: A 3'1" northern man, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His brown hair is long and unkept. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Bucklal took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'9". He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His fur is cut close to his head. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is a Armorer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. The war was a terrible time for him, and Moon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 6'4", this man wears baggy tan pantaloons and a green scarf. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Superior lock.

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 is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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, Scrag is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Scrag lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. Red spinel (60 gp).