Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his top blue hat.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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 son.

History: Born in the west to a Stableman, Prâk learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. 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. Prâk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 80000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in an above average manner. His lavender fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Five is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Five was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, 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 Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 4'9". He wears just a brown suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Dayereth wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Banker father left him crippled. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fletcher and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Frederick alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 gp. Black opal (1200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.