Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, and carries flails. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Fonkin was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mortician. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is auburn and curly. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. His hair is golden and very short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gerbo grew up listening to his father's many stories. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a white coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Wiggens is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Blacksmith, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 gp. Black pearl (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Guard. He sports a flattop crest cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Valorean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 16000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.