Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 28. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly halberds and monstrous two handed axes. His cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Right-Handed wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... A true patriot, Right-Handed would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Being a Jeweler kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Igden 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 is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Adrik is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Adrik has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Adrik and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Adrik discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Adrik fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Bullseye lantern.