Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His black hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a green shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 270 pp. Peridot (80 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Rose (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Red spinel (130 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His silver hair is cut short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was a Stylist, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He tends to his Scribe job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Scribe and was forced into it by his family; and balancing his hectic life and new scribe responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He stands about 3'6" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has wavy black hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Warryn was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical, Persistence. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 sp. 2 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His rusty crest is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Srorthen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.