Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is braided into rings. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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: Theobald was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 400 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Rolf's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Rolf was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Don fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Odo has worked very hard to control his curse. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.