Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He keeps his long silver crest kept up in a rat tail. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Donaar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Roofer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a pastel tunic with white highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Gifted from a young age, Morthos studied abroad. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 15000 gp. Obsidian (4 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Jade (110 gp). Black star sapphire (1400 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Rose (80 gp). Jet (110 gp).

Description: A 3'8" southern man, he wears baggy grey pantaloons and a red scarf. His head has been shaved. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Fabien was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished hand crossbow as well. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. The war was a terrible time for him, and Torz does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When Torz reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc mother 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.