Description: 6'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His crest is green and curly. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. A true patriot, Donaar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He worked as a nervous Ruler and found it very stressful. He has worked as a Ruler like his father before him.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a great chef.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Adran has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has a hunchback. His hair is short and black. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Efferil reached his early adolescence his Elf 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His beige fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Miller. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born into a rich family. Skirt was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Skirt decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. After months of barely getting by, Skirt managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and expand his business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.