Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His golden hair is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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, Reynard is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is a Jackalwere in disguise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Reynard took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 500 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a lance on his belt, he is not a threatening figure. His silver hair is braided into rings. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Trym was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mortician. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 16000 sp. Amethyst (40 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a pastel scarf, and he perpetually has his sword ready. He has wavy white hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Drogo studied abroad. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 25000 sp. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: He usually wears his tan robe and has his halberd always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has shaved his head bald. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Sculptor, but he got bored and became a Soapmaker. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.