Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thradal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: An older man who wears silk and lounges about seductively, he is not a threatening figure. His red crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Quarethon hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quarethon grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Quarethon. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Reynard reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Traubon 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 an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 700 sp.