Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born into a rich family. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 800 gp. Blue star sapphire (1600 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Thoradin was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His crest is cut close to his head. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Valorean was born the youngest of three triplets. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 11000 sp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Server. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has blue eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Curran grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Curran. 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. Curran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2400 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (110 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. He keeps his long beige fur kept up in a rat tail. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady yellow eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Art 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 he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 13000 sp. Rock crystal (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.