Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His tied-back hair is blonde. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. The war was a terrible time for him, and Whurbin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. His childhood dream was to be a Healer, but he was a colossal failure. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. He wears his chestnut hair down. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Orsik was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is dressed in an above average manner. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

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 Gnome in existence. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 30000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has dyed his greying blue crest a little too much giving a sharp blue color. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 takes great joy in being the best Mercenary in town.

History: Fax was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 80 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (180 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (30 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is red and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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: Fivin was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp.