Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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. His brown hair is braided into rings. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. During his travels, Percival and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Percival discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Percival fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs, and he perpetually has his sword ready. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nicholas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Good lock.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 28000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

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. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Theodoric was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Glassblower they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Marshal, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.