Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. 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. Galinndan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He likes to wear green tank tops with brown pants. He is an epitome of beauty. He has black hair. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born into a rich family. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ahvain 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 Ahvain. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Ahvain was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Revenge; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars, and carries shortbows. His brown hair is still thick. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Peren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Quarion's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Quarion was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Body Guard. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and brown handkerchief worn on his left side, and carries swords. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 71. 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 lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born in the west. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.