Description: He is scrawny and has patchy gold crest. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He has a hunchback. His gold crest is still thick. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Valorean was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A freak accident while working with his Barkeep father left him crippled. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a carpenter and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Cynical. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Corkitron speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Adran wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Adran grew up listening to his father's many stories. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Brewer. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Average lock.

Description: Standing 5'1", this man wears a red collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His fur is cut close to his head. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the south to a Baker, Left-Handed learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to be a layabout again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a brown tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a very tight haircut. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He uses divination through singing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Whurbin reached his early adolescence his Dwarf 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. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 50 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). 1 Half-Plate.