Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and carries crossbows. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tanglar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'6" and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a Dilettante, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Theobald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 47000 sp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is singed and shortened. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. 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. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Karash took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He dresses like a well dressed Ploughman does. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Roge is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ploughman.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 80 gp.