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. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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, Quarion is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Crown-heir, and carries sickles. His hair is brown and very short. His ears are large.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Crown-heir. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Crown-heir for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a brown collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Koeth was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has moderate length blonde hair. He has blue eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

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 ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Uthemar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.