Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His red hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: Melech was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Melech 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. 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. Melech 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 he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Being a Ruler kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His brown fur is lengthy. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Windy took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Disease, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 16000 cp. Bloodstone (30 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and carries crossbows. He has no hair. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. 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. Nuraval 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 50 pp.