Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'5" when asserting himself. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Rangrim took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, In love, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, and carries quarterstaffs. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length orange fur. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. In his youth he was a Roofer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His purple hair is braided into rings. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in the south to a Fletcher, Habor learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His crest is brass, silky, and of moderate length. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarethon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.