Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Gomory took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and grey handkerchief worn on his right side. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Farmer for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 93. 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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Solomon was born the youngest of three triplets. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He became a Unemployed soon after.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 gp.