Description: This man is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Adam was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 41000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a green shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Ar-Kaius liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His white hair is still thick. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man is dressed in an above average manner. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 pp. Banded agate (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.