Description: 4'3" and muscular, this southern man wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ulfgar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ulfgar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Ulfgar reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 330 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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. He has wavy silver hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oriax fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 3'3" and muscular, this western man is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Ortegar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (50 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.