Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and brown with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His first spouse was a Ploughman, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Whurbin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries a battered sai and tarnished nunchaku as well. His cinnamon fur is lengthy. His yellow eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born in the west. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Five's homeland. Five decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with blue slacks. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Riardon was born with his mother's beautiful face. He worked as a nervous Tailor and found it very stressful. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Riardon was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is blonde and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Namfoodle was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 220 gp.