Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and carries pickaxes. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. 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. Skog 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 to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 cp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (50 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears just a white suit. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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: Gifted from a young age, Fulbar studied abroad. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His hair is white and curly. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born to a Ruler, his mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age his mother died while driving off some orcs. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in quarterstaff use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears a simple green robe with black stripes complete with hood. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His chestnut hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Bounty Hunter job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and many illithids want him driven away

Flaws: Insane, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 5000 cp. Rock crystal (60 gp).