Description: 5'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He got into the Server business at a young age. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). A small bag of saffron. (20 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. His hair is golden and very short. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He worked as a nervous Masseuse and found it very stressful. He tends to his Masseuse job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his shortbow and is in decent physical shape. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 58. 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 disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Diggory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Relaxed voice

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

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has a very tight haircut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.