Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Kyle took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He became a Brewer soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. He has no hair. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dean was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears bulky black painted plate armor. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Painter born in the past three hundred years. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alex 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 he has a crush on the local fletcher

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 27000 cp. Moss agate (5 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Robert never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.