Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: Baern is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Baern was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mercenary. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp. Onyx (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Emerald (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Dalgal lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ahvain embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Ahvain lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 gp. Obsidian (10 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a black armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings, marred by chocolates. He sports a flattop hair cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Namfoodle reached his early adolescence his Gnome 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Namfoodle was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp).