Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is an amazing painter.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is blonde and curly. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Hunter business.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered gnolls who tried to eat his hand. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Randal was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a green collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Reynard was born the youngest of three triplets. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Diggory alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.