Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His orange fur is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is short and white. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. The war was a terrible time for him, and Damakos does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2400 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: An older man who wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed pastel hat.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Aelar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, In love. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 7000 gp. Star ruby (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Black opal (1000 gp). Hematite (5 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Rose (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

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 wears a colorful flower in his gold crest. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Vrondiss is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vrondiss grew up listening to his father's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 20 pp.