Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a green shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Adrex was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Adrex was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 tight fitting green shirt and pants. His red crest is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 140 pp.

Description: This slender man stands about 3'3". He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gildmak grew up listening to his father's many stories. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished mace as well. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1200 pp. Violet garnet (500 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Pink diamond (7000 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp).