Description: This western man wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

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

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His brown hair is lengthy. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. After a long history of fighting, Balimaar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed red hat.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Henry will drive conversation. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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. Henry fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to protect his home

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears long strands of amber and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His black hair is knotted and matted. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2300 sp. 1 Thunderstones. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: This man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Sardonyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.