Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a yellow scarf. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 320 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for him, and Roondar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When Roondar reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 3'4" and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp).

Description: This man wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver hair is still thick. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Aelar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.