Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp).

Description: He wears a yellow collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He has gray eyes and a yellow hat with a red feather.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears dull brown sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His red hair is still thick. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a great chef.

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 always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Iolite (40 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Percival has worked very hard to control his curse. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Everard was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Smoky quartz (50 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Zircon (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.