Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He usually wears his white robe and has his warhammer always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He found a children's book about a Human Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: An older man who wears dull tan sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed axe, just in case, he is not a threatening figure. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are hazel and beady.

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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in the west. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Cory never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a green small hat and green clothes. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He worked as a nervous Knight and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Knight.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Thunderstones. 5 Acid flasks. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly ceremonial daggers and quarterstaffs. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: Arnold hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Percival speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Antitoxin.