Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Erdan grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 60000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his brass crest down. His red eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

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. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born in the north. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He struck the Scribe job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He wears a violet broad hat and violet clothes. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He has wavy dark red hair. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Marbas isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'1" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. He wears an eyepatch.

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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Thorin's homeland. Thorin decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears dull yellow sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: He was raised in a plains tribe. Thamuz 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamuz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.