Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, marred by chocolates. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His ears are large.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Joker, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Theriatis is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Theriatis 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: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His ears are large.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: Anselm wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a brown vest and prefers pastel and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has done his best to style his dark red hair to look like a famous performer. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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 at the edge of vast desert. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Andram 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; and he has a crush on the local dilettante

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.