Description: He stands about 6'5" and wears a black cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Dustin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Dustin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears a grey coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. His silver hair and beard is wavy and 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: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Insane, Shy. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 2800 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Trym took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 46000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'0" and wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Bonds: Nature, Slave, Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1100 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (10 gp). 7 Acid flasks. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Reynard was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cartwright. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cartwright for the past few years.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.