Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His hair is white and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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, Rangrim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born into a rich family. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His blonde hair is cut short. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Trag grew up listening to his father's many stories. Through the years after Trag was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Trag's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'8" and wears a black wide-brimmed hat and black clothes. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

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 refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. During his travels, Mozikth and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Mozikth discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Mozikth fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (14 gp).