Description: This malnourished man tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is knotted and matted. His silver eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Sammal embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Sammal was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, 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 Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Sammal was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Sammal decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 5'8" and muscular, this northern man wears tattered old clothes. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is short and chestnut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Galinndan was born with his mother's beautiful face. When Galinndan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Zephan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 6'8" eastern man, he very much looks the part of a Mercenary. His orange fur is thinning but still full. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He worked as a nervous Mercenary and found it very stressful. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.