Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears an eyepatch.

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 Elf in existence. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Fivin abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 90 pp. Fire opal (700 gp). White pearl (80 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 white hair is smooth and relatively long. His ears are large.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Bounty Hunter who has hired him part-time. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erdan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 2100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses like a well dressed Ploughman does. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Gifted from a young age, Naill studied abroad. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Ploughman for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2400 gp. Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quarion hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 900 gp.