Description: This man wears a simple brown robe with blue stripes complete with hood. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Corkitron 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.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long scarlet crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born in a small forest village. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rivaan was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 22000 cp.

Description: This man wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and violet, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears his brown hair up. His face is scarred and worn.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Beloril does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Sage job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.