Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears dull blue sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nim grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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. 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 reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has hazel eyes and a red hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born to a Roofer, his father struggled to pay the bills. Through the years after Hunter was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Hunter's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His auburn hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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 father. 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. 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: Insane, Depressed, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 90 pp. Obsidian (5 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Efferil was born with his mother's beautiful face. His childhood dream was to be a Dyer, but he was a colossal failure. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dalgal grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 330 gp. White pearl (140 gp).