Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his gray fur in a flapper bob. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the north to a Gardener, Flask learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Gardener work with an outfit from a few towns over. Gardener work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is cut close to his head. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Mhurren abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greataxe.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp. Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'5". He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. His copper crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and dragonborn compassion

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears bulky blue painted plate armor. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a Bowyer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bowyer responsibilities is difficult; and tiefling compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1200 pp. Banded agate (9 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Blue diamond (2000 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is typically in his Weaver uniform. His lavender fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his yellow eyes.

Personality: Quick is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Quick was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4 Tanglefoot bags.