Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and he perpetually has his flail ready. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear violet tank tops with grey pants. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. The war was a terrible time for him, and Miles does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

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 has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Balimaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1200 sp. Amber (160 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man wears long strands of topaz and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a blue tunic with green highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes, marred by teas. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Adventurer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Percival lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Jeweler, but he got bored and became a Adventurer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Adventurer.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.