Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears his auburn hair down. His ears are large.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 110 gp. Deep green spinel (110 gp).

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 sp. Jet (100 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His scarlet crest is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. The war was a terrible time for him, and Srorthen does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When Srorthen reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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. 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. Srorthen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His crest is copper, silky, and of moderate length. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and balancing his hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, In love. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a greataxe on his belt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp.