Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His blue crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a great chef.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Rivaan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Fire opal (800 gp). Coral (150 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Miles grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Detective they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Cook, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1700 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man usually wears his white robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His ears are large.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting dire rats, the young Faran began to lead the lost caravan. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 800 gp. Iolite (20 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Morkral was born with his father's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 360 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). 3 Antitoxin.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is an epitome of beauty. His red hair is knotted and matted. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in the north. After coming to the age of reason, Efferil 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 90 gp. Tourmaline (110 gp).