Description: He is in excellent shape and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His tied-back hair is silver. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Azaki took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears just a grey suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shield. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 sp. Bloodstone (30 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars, and carries morningstars. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bowyer born in the past three hundred years. 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: He was born in a small plains village. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bowyer.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Athletic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver ewer (90 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Corkitron fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a dagger on his belt. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Wrenn was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Red spinel (140 gp). White pearl (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.