Description: He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished shortbow as well. He has wavy white hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Valafar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Layabout, but he was a colossal failure. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Vlorn hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (40 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Geoffrey 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has moderate length golden hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Gennal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Gennal 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. Gennal decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 4000 sp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.