Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case. His crest is short and copper. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. A true patriot, Vrondiss would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents were killed by orcs in a raid when he was still a young child. The orcs captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Vrondiss was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 500 gp. Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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's also a talented Mercenary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 8000 sp. Moss agate (11 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 6 Acid flasks. 4 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: He wears a tan wide-brimmed hat and tan clothes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a grey collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has no hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

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 able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When Laucian reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.