Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He wears a colorful flower in his blue crest. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Weaver but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. 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 mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A freak accident while working with his Sailor mother left him crippled. 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. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. A true patriot, Theobald would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a green vest and prefers violet and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Trym enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Chain shirt.