Description: He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: This northern man wears dull pastel sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is short and golden. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. A true patriot, Tim would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Gifted from a young age, Tim studied abroad. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. He wears his brown hair down. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. 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. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Theobald was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bounty Hunter. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Trym hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His childhood dream was to be a Sculptor, but he was a colossal failure. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bounty Hunter for hire.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and to be a sculptor again

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Disguise kit.