Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. 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: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 40 pp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants revenge against goblins

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. Fivin 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 wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp.