Description: He is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Roland took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He likes to wear tan tank tops with white pants. His red crest is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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. 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: He feels threatened by others; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 23000 cp. Black pearl (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His crest is rusty and curly. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He uses divination through singing.

History: Dadalan was born the youngest of three triplets. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Hunter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Hunter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Hunter.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. He has gold crest. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Direcris took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.