Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He usually wears his brown robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sage profession.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has achieved small success as a Layabout.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 10 pp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Amber (70 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. His hair is short and white. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. The war was a terrible time for him, and Alexandre does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Alexandre 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 was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1 Silk rope. 1 Crowbar. 1 Crowbar.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is braided into rings. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered drow who tried to eat his hand. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of drow

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Obsidian (11 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 21000 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.