Description: He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Alston hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Alston reached his early adolescence his Gnome mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Alston and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a blue collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His black eyes peer out from beneath his small blue hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. A true patriot, Hogar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hogar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Nuraval was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, 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 Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Rolen was born the youngest of three triplets. His parents enrolled him in a Ranger school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is content; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 110 pp.