Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a axe on his belt. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Tharivol was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Junk Dealer. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Architect. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: In love, Attractive. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and carries spears. His red hair is still thick. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

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. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light red in addition to tight pants. His hair is short and blonde. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 170 pp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (50 gp).