Description: He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars, and carries hand crossbows. He wears a colorful flower in his red crest. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed rapier, just in case. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Suhnae was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Server. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his black hair up. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Amnon 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 to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 110 pp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Sard (30 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a black coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His brass crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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. Salasar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp.