Description: A 4'0" western man, he wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. He wears his chestnut hair up. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Dain 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... His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He got into the Dyer business at a young age. When Dain reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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 set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and expand his business

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Peter isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Banded agate (9 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a grey shirt, with a yellow mid length shorts with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Zaffrab was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'0". He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hammer. He has styled his orange fur well, parting it to the right. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: Sun speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a white shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born in the west. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Morg was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has achieved small success as a Banker.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.