Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. He has violet eyes and a green hat with a black feather.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of swords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long scarlet crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Trynnicus was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trynnicus fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 800 pp. Zircon (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Clear bright green emerald (3000 gp). Sard (60 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is short and black. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: The child of a Mortician, who enjoyed hunting, Jak was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Jak took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 800 sp. Tourmaline (80 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. He is an epitome of beauty. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1600 gp. Emerald (1300 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.