Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the east to a Miller, Ralf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A true patriot, Percival would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born in the south. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His head has been shaved. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Robert grew up listening to his father's many stories. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair is red and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Simon is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2800 sp.

Description: This man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sage, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his silver hair down. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dean grew up listening to his father's many stories. Dean abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.