Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is dressed in earthy colors with a black and pastel handkerchief worn on his left side. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. 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 is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Gifted from a young age, Heward studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp. Iolite (50 gp).

Description: He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. 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: The child of a Fletcher, who enjoyed hunting, William was taken on many hunting expeditions. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

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

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He wears long strands of emerald and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and he perpetually has his scythe ready. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Wymar was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dilettante.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His tied-back hair is red. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Aquamarine (600 gp). 4 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Antitoxin. 2 Alchemist’s fire.