Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has gold eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Paymon was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a white cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He has a very tight haircut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: The child of a Detective, who enjoyed hunting, Adam was taken on many hunting expeditions. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Priest work with an outfit from a few towns over. Priest work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2500 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His black eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He wears his red hair up. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Paelias isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Simple lock. 1 Superior lock.