Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a grey collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His gray fur has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady copper eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

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. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 70 gp. Azurite (11 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Nalral was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered dire rats who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and carries greataxes. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Hunter was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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. 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. Hunter 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 he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a black costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Mindartis was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 5000 sp.