Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He keeps his long orange fur kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Nimble hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nimble grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Server work with an outfit from a few towns over. Server work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Server for the past few years.

Motivation: He's in love; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Server

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has dyed his greying rusty crest a little too much giving a sharp rusty color. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears dull tan sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Lubash speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. When Lubash reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'2" and tends to wear a large green jacket. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aramil grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Selfish, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (80 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Silver ewer (80 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length rusty crest. He is baby faced.

Personality: Maagog wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Rogue, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 10000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.