Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is short and blonde. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Arnold alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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: Wants to open a new tavern; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has a hunchback. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Ernest was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Ernest took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he's in love

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 42000 sp. Amethyst (130 gp). Coral (130 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a simple white robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a great chef.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this southern man is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, black shirt, and brown tie. He has shaved his head bald. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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. Anselm 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 wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'7". He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp.