Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Laborer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Gimurt was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. 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. Gimurt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Zircon (20 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). Pink diamond (3000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He has blue eyes and a blue hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Dabbledob was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Knight. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a simple blue robe with black stripes complete with hood. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His ears are large.

Personality: Morthos is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Morthos was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries kukris. His hair is blue and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Chem fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp).