Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: The child of a Hunter, who enjoyed hunting, Peter was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 3000 sp. Moss agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a great chef.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He tends to wear a large green jacket. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He became a Carpenter soon after.

Motivation: To be a Mercenary again; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job, Debt. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His head has been shaved. His ears are large.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Anselm was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Anselm took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 47000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.