Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His ears are large.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 120 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 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 is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Slave Trader. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 wears a fancy grey suit. He has purple hair. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Fenriz was born the youngest of three triplets. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Weaver and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe, and is pretty ugly. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Whurbin liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is knotted and matted. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.