Description: He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Ratlûg took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp).

Description: He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hammer, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a yellow tunic with black highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His fierce silver eyes like to dwell on things.

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 loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Cairn grew up listening to his mother's many stories. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Good lock.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. He has wavy chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Dayereth reached his early adolescence his Elf 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 10000 cp.