Description: He wears a brown coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He has shaved his head bald. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bowyer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Roger took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Artistic, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of luck on his torso, and he perpetually has his shortbow ready. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants revenge against orcs

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (700 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When Henry reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Job, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears an entirely black suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the east to a Banker, Theobald learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Theobald was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Banker for the past few years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp. Tourmaline (140 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a large tan jacket. His brown hair is still thick. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a Server, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp.