Description: He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Theren will drive conversation. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mason arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Theren was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is wearing a tight yellow one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His hair is golden and very short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roland fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 70 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Gomory embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Priest business.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is greedy

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.