Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is braided into rings. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Ralf was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ralf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy green pantaloons and a white scarf. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Bonds: Nature, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with pastel slacks. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 38. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Adam alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 29000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'11", this man wears baggy black pantaloons and a yellow scarf. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dean isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has worked as a Cook like his mother before him.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.