Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Blacksmith. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Blacksmith born in the past three hundred years. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Ruler profession.

History: The child of a Ruler, who enjoyed hunting, Fivin was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Blacksmith. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Fivin never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Nature, In love. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 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 keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has moderate length blonde hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Bucklal took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Bucklal was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is blonde and very short. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a great chef.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a Herbalist, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When Nutae reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tourmaline (120 gp). Citrine (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.