Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear black tank tops with white pants. His crest is black and curly. He is baby faced.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Srorthen will drive conversation. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born in the north. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and carries falchions. He wears his copper crest down. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: Gorbundus hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: The child of a Barber, who enjoyed hunting, Gorbundus was taken on many hunting expeditions. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a flattop hair cut. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Oskar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Half-Plate.