Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears bulky yellow painted plate armor. He is portly but not overly obese. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Calcitro was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Server. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Healer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Server, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Cressel was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dilettante. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cressel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 130 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Rael is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp. Hematite (9 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Red spinel (40 gp).