Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Varis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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. Varis 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, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, tan cloak, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. He keeps his long bronze crest kept up in a rat tail. His red eyes peer out from beneath his top tan hat.

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. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Marshal. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hand crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Percival isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A freak accident while working with his Layabout father left him crippled. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

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. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Zaffrab lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. 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. Zaffrab fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 20 gp.