Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. He has no hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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 to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Blacksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 a fancy green suit. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has worked as a Armorer like his mother before him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears baggy white pantaloons and a pastel scarf. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Herbalist. He's also a talented Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a longsword on his belt. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 900 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Jasper (40 gp).

Description: This southern man wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Erevan was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Assassin. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

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

Possessions: 1600 gp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp).