Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born in the north. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (40 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (5000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

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. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lûga 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: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a yellow tunic with violet highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes and is in decent physical shape. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He has a tattooed face.

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. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Riardon grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: A 6'9" western man, he wears a brown costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He sports a flattop hair cut. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Bowyer business.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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. Odorr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 800 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Jade (140 gp). Iolite (50 gp).