Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and black handkerchief worn on his right side, and carries shortspears. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His ears are large.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 10 pp. 3 Acid flasks. 3 Acid flasks. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This slender man stands about 2'11". He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His brown 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. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

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 martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Moss agate (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears an entirely green suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His head has been shaved. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A true patriot, Quarion would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Quarion lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. After coming to the age of reason, Quarion took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His red hair is knotted and matted. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Odo hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

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 martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His crest is cut close to his head. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. After coming to the age of reason, Donaar took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.