Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a green scarf, and carries hand crossbows. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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, Arnold is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Arnold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Roland took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Guardian, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'6". He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Glassblower. He became a Glassblower soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 500 sp. Iolite (40 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is a Mercenary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.