Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. His golden hair is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has a crush on the local ploughman

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 800 pp. Coral (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Red garnet (160 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt. His orange fur is smooth and relatively long. He has gleaming, smiling copper eyes.

Personality: Ethereal speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ethereal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 sp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: An older man who is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Farmer, he is not a threatening figure. His cinnamon fur is heavily combed to the left. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Barkeep profession.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jet (40 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a violet tunic with brown highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Fallond was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bastard sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2300 gp. Obsidian (13 gp).