Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it, and carries sais. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is chestnut and curly. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Bonds: In love, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 600 gp. White pearl (40 gp). Amber (40 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has dyed his greying red fur a little too much giving a sharp red color. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Crown-heir but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Flask was born with his mother's beautiful face. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his youth he was a Spice Merchant, 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roge fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 500 gp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Sard (20 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp).