Description: Standing 3'2", this man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. Obsidian (14 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is chestnut and curly. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Theren was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has worked as a Soapmaker like his father before him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and to be a mortician again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His silver hair is long and unkept. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ulblyn studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Ulblyn took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Calcitro was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Calcitro 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Calcitro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has a crush on the local spice merchant

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Family, Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 gp.