Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. 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. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born in the west. Through the years after Vanuath was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Vanuath's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Locksmith born in the past three hundred years. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.