Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Immeral alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against goblins

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 sp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Fire opal (1100 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has no hair. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length black hair. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Bulzo 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. His childhood dream was to be a Doctor, but he was a colossal failure. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Baker for hire.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of topaz and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His cinnamon fur is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. River took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.