Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is silver and very short. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Hunter was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fortune-teller. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Aquamarine (500 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Anthony hails from a village terrorized by drow. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

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

Flaws: Addict, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His hair is short and silver. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Arnold was born the youngest of three triplets. A freak accident while working with his Mortician father left him crippled. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 21000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His red hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Theobald was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Armorer. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theobald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.