Description: He wears professional attire. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born in the west. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a very tight haircut. He has violet eyes and a white hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. After coming to the age of reason, Nim took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 sp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is white and curly. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a Butcher, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Dreali alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Dreali never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and carries sickles. His auburn hair is cut short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Naeris was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Doctor. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 pp. Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). Malachite (13 gp).