Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Painter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and he perpetually has his sword ready. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Rimple reached his early adolescence his Gnome 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rimple 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: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears a simple tan robe with black stripes complete with hood, and carries quarterstaffs. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson tan hat.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Borun was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Borun took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a spy and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Lazy. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tattered old clothes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Mercenary.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a soapmaker again

Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 60 pp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Obsidian (6 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 has shaved his head bald. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Orcs in Azdûsh's homeland. Azdûsh decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. 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. Azdûsh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Crowbar. 1 Bullseye lantern.