Description: This tall, slender man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Hoshû is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Hoshû was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 90000 cp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp).

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his hammer. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is cut short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nutae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is long and unkept. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 4'0" eastern man, he wears a yellow shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: The child of a Blacksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Thradal was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Thradal took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.