Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Trym was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dyer. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (30 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (30 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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 poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When Alex reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears red trousers with pastel and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. A true patriot, Percival would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a Layabout, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Percival was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man wears a simple violet robe with yellow stripes complete with hood, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2800 sp.