Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His long cinnamon fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has blue eyes and a tan hat with a red feather.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His childhood dream was to be a Sellsword, but he was a colossal failure. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Five fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 110 gp. Coral (80 gp). Amber (80 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His skin is flawless and his black eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears professional attire. His purple hair is thinning but still full. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Euron took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his green crest down. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Gargax was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 120 gp. Malachite (13 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mason they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Carpenter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp).