Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. He keeps his gold crest in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Torinn was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His dark red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Oriax was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Oriax's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Oriax and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed ceremonial dagger, just in case. His hair is white and curly. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Názkûga lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Tailor.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1100 pp. Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2100 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (50 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Eiravel grew up listening to his father's many stories. When Eiravel reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and many dire rats want him driven away

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1500 gp. Iolite (70 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).