Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and carries shortbows. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His parents enrolled him in a Ranger school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 is an amazing painter.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Emotional. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp. Rich purple corundum (1600 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is typically in his Mortician uniform. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Don wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 29000 cp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.