Description: A 6'3" eastern man, he wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Cynical, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (1500 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Jet (80 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a longsword on his belt, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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, Horza is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Horza took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. 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. Horza 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 further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 sp. Moss agate (9 gp).

Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Ashgarn alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat, and is pretty ugly. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Jeweler father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Silver holy symbol.