Description: He very much looks the part of a Glassblower. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His auburn hair is long and unkept. He is baby faced.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gifted student he started as a Shoemaker, but he got bored and became a Glassblower. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Glassblower for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'4" and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Cory took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He became a Hunter soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is typically in his Sellsword uniform. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's also a talented Bowyer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 14000 sp.

Description: He stands about 5'4" and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 gp. Alexandrite (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with tan slacks, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lance grew up listening to his father's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Lazy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 gp.