Description: He is in excellent shape and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has moderate length cinnamon fur. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Cask was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Weaver and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (70 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. The war was a terrible time for him, and Vassago does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When Vassago reached his early adolescence his Tiefling 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 800 pp. Azurite (9 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears just a black suit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Feng fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Coral (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp).

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tattered old clothes. His gold crest is long and unkept. His eyes are red and catlike.

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. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Kaladan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a bow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to work out more often

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp.