Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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. Ralf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2000 sp. Malachite (14 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Blue star sapphire (1600 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Farmer. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the east to a Farmer, Drogo learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Baker, but he was a colossal failure. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He carries a battered falchion and tarnished pickaxe as well. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Everard hails from a village terrorized by drow. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sailor and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Drogo was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bowyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bowyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Lazy, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1200 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (180 gp).