Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'5" when asserting himself. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thoradin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 70 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). 1 Superior lock.

Description: He stands about 4'9" and wears a black vest and prefers grey and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His ears are large.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has black hair. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kelter grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Halfling Cleric who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Morkral has worked very hard to control his curse. 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. Morkral 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: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 320 gp.