Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries a battered trident and tarnished glaive as well. His hair is golden and curly. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. A true patriot, Olunt would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Olunt was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ploughman. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. His hair is chestnut and very short. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Diggory was born with his mother's beautiful face. A gifted student he started as a Shipwright, but he got bored and became a Engraver. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dull violet sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He works hard and plays hard.

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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Terse, Hedonist, Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (30 gp). 4 Holy water. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Frouse hails from a village terrorized by drow. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Frouse took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.