Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Jeweler job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 60000 cp.

Description: A 6'7" western man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His silver crest is singed and shortened. His red eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Donaar's homeland. Donaar decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Donaar 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: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He wears his brown hair up. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His fur is orange and very short. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. After a long history of fighting, Flask and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and revenge

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His gray fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. A true patriot, Shifting would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

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. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and to be a interpreter again

Bonds: Job, Military, Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2200 gp.