Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His first spouse was a Crown-heir, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and doesn't want to be a shepherd and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 900 gp. Red garnet (110 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He usually wears his brown robe and has his sai always slung over his shoulder. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying north to reunite his family. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and many drow want him driven away

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a green shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His blonde hair is cut short. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Simon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mercenary.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has wavy silver hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 98. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Namfoodle alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Namfoodle fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.