Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an entirely green suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Oppleby hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Oppleby is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Masseuse, who enjoyed hunting, Oppleby was taken on many hunting expeditions. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 39000 sp. Sard (50 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Sard (50 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has styled his dark red hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are white.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Merihim isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Merihim grew up listening to his father's many stories. A freak accident while working with his Masseuse father left him crippled. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears his blonde hair down. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He got into the Stableman business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: 3'2" and muscular, this eastern man wears a blue feathered hat and blue clothes. He has no hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Gifted from a young age, Hobart studied abroad. He worked as a nervous Miner and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miner.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He wears a tan vest and prefers black and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Gilthur alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.