Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 40 pp. Citrine (70 gp). Jade (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp).

Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished bastard sword as well. He has wavy yellow fur. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Nimble lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, violet shirt, and white tie. His hair is chestnut and curly. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Cairn was born the youngest of three triplets. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tan small hat and tan clothes. He wears his white crest down. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Azzakh was born with his mother's beautiful face. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. Being a Server kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Debt, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp.