Description: He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings, and he perpetually has his nunchaku ready. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Gimble liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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. Gimble 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's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 38000 sp.

Description: He wears a tan shirt with thin green vertical stripes and pastel pants, and carries bastard swords. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Masseuse they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Slave Trader, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Citrine (20 gp).

Description: 4'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a simple grey robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Nalral was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 sp. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is short and golden. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Travok lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Bonds: Enemies, Family, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp. Blue quartz (8 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). White opal (1100 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Azurite (8 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His childhood dream was to be a Healer, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Server job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 120 gp.