Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is black and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. At a young age his father died while driving off some brigands. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in nunchaku use. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dorn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: In love, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 5'4" and muscular, this northern man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying north to reunite his family. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Aquamarine (500 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears green painted combat armor at almost all times, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His red hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. A true patriot, Eberk would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Eberk reached his early adolescence his Dwarf 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. 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: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'6". He wears a white vest and prefers green and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longsword. He has styled his brown fur well, parting it to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the west to a Stylist, Kite learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Gruff and masculine

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