Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Uthemar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Uthemar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Uthemar. Being a Server kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Efferil was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Addict, Greedy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Coral (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

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. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sage they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Masseuse, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a dagger on his belt. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears his white hair up. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aust fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'0". He tends to wear a large black jacket, and his gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and many dire rats want him driven away

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp).