Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a Carpenter, his father struggled to pay the bills. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. After a long history of fighting, Dayereth and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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 spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He usually wears his tan robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is cut short. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Raer was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. He wears his silver hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Erdan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Erdan was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 5000 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (10 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Tailor and was forced into it by his family; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40000 cp. Deep green spinel (80 gp).