Description: This late middle aged man is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak and is in decent physical shape. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Peter lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 60000 cp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. His hair is brown and very short. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is a great chef.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theobald is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Theobald studied abroad. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Bellfounder.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2800 sp.