Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Gifted from a young age, Delebean studied abroad. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's in love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Jet (40 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly monstrous two handed axes and sickles. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. 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 feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and doesn't want to be a carter and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Job, Family. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 30000 cp. Jet (120 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a black vest and prefers brown and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Fivin's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: Fivin 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. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Fivin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Khrosh was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Spice Merchant for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. 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, marred by beers. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 Elf in existence. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Quarion lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 17000 cp.