Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with brown slacks. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 800 sp. Rose (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gray eyes.

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 Tûgog 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 father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat, marred by chocolates. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: The child of a Brewer, who enjoyed hunting, Theriatis was taken on many hunting expeditions. His childhood dream was to be a Brewer, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Bather.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Grisha grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Servant.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Servant responsibilities is difficult; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Job, Debt. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'1". He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His yellow eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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, Left-Handed is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 330 gp.