Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, marred by teas. His hair is long and golden with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a black feather.

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 has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Impulsive, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Breastplate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. After coming to the age of reason, Roland took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, he is not a threatening figure. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Locksmith. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Chad studied abroad. 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 inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Chalcedony (20 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Patrick was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He tends to his Guard job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a stylist again

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 16000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.