Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears tattered old clothes, marred by sweets. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Darrak isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. When Pikar reached his early adolescence his Halfling 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1300 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a large black jacket. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are blue and beady.

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 can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ratak studied abroad. Through the years after Ratak was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Ratak's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (30 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp).

Description: He wears just a black suit. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Pacifist, Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a spear on his belt. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His ears are large.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 83. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 320 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Sard (20 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp).