Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and he perpetually has his bow ready. His crest, while still mostly bronze, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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: Trained by his father 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, Bidreked took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 17000 cp. Jasper (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Beloril was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is auburn and curly. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly whips and kukris. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. 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. Modean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.