Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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 born in a small island village. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and someone believes him a fraud

Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Dean embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears dull black sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. His hair is auburn and curly. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Bertram is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bertram grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 8000 sp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Fire opal (900 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and carries swords. His brown hair is braided into rings. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Dean alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He very much looks the part of a Blacksmith. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Robert is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He uses divination through singing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 17000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.