Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Don and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a club on his belt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Emerald (900 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Balimaar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The war was a terrible time for him, and Balimaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Balimaar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp. Pink pearl (70 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it, marred by beers. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Drogo was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barkeep work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barkeep work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1300 sp.