Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an entirely white suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His bronze crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born into a rich family. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dean 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; and half-elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length rusty crest. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Dazzazn took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2200 sp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull grey iron scale mail, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'10" when asserting himself. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Mâku grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Mâku. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1200 gp.