Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his kukri. He wears his golden hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Conrad wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Rogue, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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, Conrad is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Conrad was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Arnold was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Arnold's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Weaver.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's looking for his big break

Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Nature, Guardian, In love. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and very much looks the part of a Fletcher. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fletcher for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a white coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ralf does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver ewer (20 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp).