Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: The child of a Farmer, who enjoyed hunting, Drogo was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drogo 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 is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Malachite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'11", this man wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1200 gp. Blue star sapphire (800 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Moss agate (7 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. He has shaved his head bald. His ears are large.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Everard isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is a great chef.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 48000 sp.

Description: He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a yellow scarf. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Heward was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Body Guard. He has achieved small success as a Body Guard.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Eye agate (15 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is an epitome of beauty. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp.