Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bowyer profession.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Cook job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 80000 cp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey vest and prefers yellow and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Shepherd work with an outfit from a few towns over. Shepherd work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Shepherd for hire.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 18000 cp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a very tight haircut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Adelard embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Adelard was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Adelard's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and many drow want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 gp.