Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Fibblestib took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Cartwright they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Blacksmith, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Blacksmith and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a blue Stetson hat and blue clothes. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

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. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in the north to a Doctor, Taklinn learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Animal Trainer, but he was a colossal failure. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1 Disguise kit.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and blue handkerchief worn on his right side. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He tends to his Mercenary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 4000 sp. Banded agate (6 gp).

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Cook does. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Cook. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dean grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Dean abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Cook.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 60 gp.