Description: 4'9" and muscular, this western man prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Fivin was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 6000 sp. Jasper (30 gp). White opal (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished greatsword as well. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This man wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Dayereth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His blonde hair is still thick. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born in a small plains village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Silver ewer (10 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in the east to a Blacksmith, Efferil learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Blacksmith and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a junk dealer again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 8000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). A small bag of saffron. (50 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp).