Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Tûhorn took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Laborer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a fancy yellow suit. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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, Varis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Varis lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His copper crest is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently the stress of being a Spice Merchant has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: To be a Sculptor again.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.