Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 18000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. He is physically well-built. His crest is short and copper. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Performer responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 220 pp.

Description: He wears a green collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Srorthen wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Srorthen studied abroad. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Srorthen 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 expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1800 gp. Alexandrite (900 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He usually wears his black robe and has his morningstar always slung over his shoulder. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Alexandre was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: 3'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Taklinn grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1800 sp.