Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a axe on his belt. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: A 5'3" western man, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He sports a flattop hair cut. His ears are large.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ivellios is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He worked as a nervous Apothecary and found it very stressful. He's also a talented Bookbinder, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He wears his silver hair up. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is a Butcher first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 sp. Golden pearl (130 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 3'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a brown shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a Slave Trader, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Justice, Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 4000 sp. Eye agate (11 gp). Jet (160 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Traki 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 wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Greedy, Insane, Hedonist. Occupation: Painter

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp.