Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his black crest in a flapper bob. His ears are large.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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 a small mountains village. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and he has a crush on the local dilettante

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He stands about 5'11" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a Beggar first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Beggar. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He wears dull yellow sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed dagger, just in case. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His childhood dream was to be a Mortician, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Fortune-teller soon after.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Disease, Lazy. Bonds: Family, Religious, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

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. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His black eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Mormo hails from a village terrorized by brigands. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 140 pp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Jet (110 gp).

Description: He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He has green eyes and a grey hat with a white feather.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

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. Korfel abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.