Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he usually wears his tan robe and has his sickle always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has black hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and human compassion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a brown vest and prefers white and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Geoffrey liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 13000 cp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears an eyepatch.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of daggers on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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: Insomniac, Addict, Selfish. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 sp. Hematite (10 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Black pearl (300 gp).