Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Ashgarn 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (50 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Hematite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'4". He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the south to a Locksmith, Vlorn learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His first spouse was a Mortician, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He became a Locksmith soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 40000 cp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and white robe with the hood down. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gerbo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a violet feathered hat and violet clothes. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His childhood dream was to be a Cartwright, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is blonde and very short. He has violet eyes and a blue hat with a grey feather.

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. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Gilthur was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (50 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.