Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing, and he perpetually has his longbow ready. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Drogo grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Drogo grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Drogo. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'9". He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shield. He has a very tight haircut. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the east to a Ploughman, Clerebold learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ploughman. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Clerebold lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a great chef.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and carries tridents. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: The child of a Bowyer, who enjoyed hunting, Trey was taken on many hunting expeditions. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.