Description: He wears a green coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Flaws: Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is dressed in earthy colors with a white and pastel handkerchief worn on his left side, and is pretty ugly. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Miles speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Miles 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. After a long history of fighting, Miles and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He has no hair. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After a long history of fighting, Clerebold and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Violet garnet (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Amethyst (50 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His childhood dream was to be a Baker, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Banker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Banker responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 14000 cp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 3000 sp.