Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Crampernap 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 he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).

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 is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His silver hair is still thick. He has gray eyes and a pastel hat with a tan feather.

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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the east to a Marshal, Miles learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Cynical, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2100 gp. Amber (130 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). White opal (400 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a simple brown robe with green stripes complete with hood. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His fur is red and curly. His eyes are likewise yellow. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pelt 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 his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Mamnen alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a red coat with green slacks, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'4" when asserting himself. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born to a Apothecary, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He worked as a nervous Herbalist and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.