Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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, Raer is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Glassblower they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Stableman, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy copper crest. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He has a hunchback. He has dyed his greying copper crest a little too much giving a sharp copper color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Through the years after Medrash was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Medrash's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Medrash and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He wears his auburn hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Folgûm is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Folgûm was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Folgûm was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Server. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Folgûm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, marred by beers. His black hair is singed and shortened. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Delg lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Interpreter they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Farmer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 330 gp. 2 Antitoxin.