Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Chay lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Chay took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His hair is short and dark red. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Euron was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 8000 sp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a fancy black suit. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nuraval studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His long silver crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the south to a Bowyer, Dadalan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bowyer. He struck the Bowyer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 10000 sp.