Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He usually wears his black robe and has his pickaxe always slung over his shoulder. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When Korfel reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 11000 sp. Moonstone (20 gp). Malachite (8 gp).

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries a battered lance and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His tied-back hair is red. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Soveliss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 2200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, marred by sweets. His tied-back hair is red. His eyes are violet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 70000 cp. Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and he perpetually has his spear ready. His black hair is long and unkept. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Dreali hails from a village terrorized by goblins. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black opal (1200 gp). 3 Thunderstones. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Acid flasks. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When Lucan reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Red spinel (100 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Star ruby (800 gp).