Description: This slender man stands about 5'0". He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 19000 cp.

Description: This malnourished man wears silk and lounges about seductively. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Wymar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Layabout they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Fletcher, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. 7 Acid flasks. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a fancy blue suit. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 63. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Bernard was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bernard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2500 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears tattered old clothes. He has a very tight haircut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Everard is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a Blacksmith, his father struggled to pay the bills. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Extrovert, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver pearl (60 gp). Jade (60 gp). Coral (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears long strands of amethyst and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is golden and curly. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a Apothecary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Expand his business; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp.