Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He got into the Gardener business at a young age. Through the years after Qemuel was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Qemuel's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Gardener.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. At a young age his father died while driving off some gnolls. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in falchion use. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an entirely red suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

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. 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. Uthemar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 18000 cp. Golden pearl (120 gp). Red garnet (120 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mercenary, marred by sweets. He has no hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Faran was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Mercenary and found it very stressful. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has styled his white fur well, parting it to the right. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has achieved small success as a Shepherd.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.