Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born in the east. When Mindartis reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Dyer for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He wears an entirely brown suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished sickle as well. He wears his black crest up. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Military, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Adventurer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Immeral has worked very hard to control his curse. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown fur. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a hunchback. His brown fur is heavily combed to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 gp.