Description: He wears a red tunic with brown highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is physically well-built. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: Morgran hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. A gifted student he started as a Guard, but he got bored and became a Sculptor. He has worked as a Sculptor like his mother before him.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Guard; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Coral (100 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Halimath grew up listening to his father's many stories. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. During his travels, Halimath and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Halimath discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Halimath fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Insane, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his black hair down. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Whurbin 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. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bastard sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His head has been shaved. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 120 gp.