Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is baby faced.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Naill was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stableman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stableman work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stableman for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Berrian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aust does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bookbinder arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Dreali reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Passionate, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 30000 cp.