Description: He wears a simple brown robe with green stripes complete with hood, and carries clubs. His fur is orange and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Ethereal will drive conversation. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ethereal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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: 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. Curran liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 6'9" western man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.