Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Berrian grew up listening to his mother's many stories. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Berrian alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 600 sp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His beige fur is smooth and relatively long. He has blue eyes.

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 is a great chef.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull grey iron scale mail. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His white eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. A true patriot, Sammal would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has achieved small success as a Dilettante.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Poor, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a hammer on his belt. His crest is blue and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Azzakh 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 passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Shy. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a grey shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his brass crest in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Dadalan was born the youngest of three triplets. Dadalan was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Dadalan decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.