Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and white robe with the hood down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 50. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Gardener. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Armorer profession.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Gardener. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This man wears a tan coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has no crest. This gold eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dadalan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Being a Knight kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 2200 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a red coat with brown slacks. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the west to a Engraver, Patrick learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. At a young age his mother died while driving off some giants. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in hammer use. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Citrine (40 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a Banker, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Halfling companion (his 'brother'). He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.