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 professional attire. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Tûhorn 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. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Addict. Bonds: Military, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 4'2" and muscular, this eastern man wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. 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 is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Thradal lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Banker, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He stands about 3'5" and dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with tan slacks. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Fonkin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Fonkin was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Doctor. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Family, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Banded agate (13 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. 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 resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Morthos was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Morthos 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 gp.