Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dilettante. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ralf grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His chestnut hair is still thick. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Anselm is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. 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. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He got into the Layabout business at a young age. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To be a Farmer again.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his broad green hat.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has wavy auburn hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

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. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 5000 sp. Black pearl (300 gp).