Description: He is scrawny and has patchy purple stubble. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He has a hunchback. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 13000 sp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a grey tunic with blue highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His crest is cut close to his head. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Cook for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 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. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Joser will drive conversation. He is a great chef.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries a battered mace and tarnished warhammer as well. His golden hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Taklinn was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cook hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 sp.