Description: This exceptionally lanky man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 3000 sp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (10 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp).

Description: He wears blue trousers with black and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has no hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears long strands of emerald and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His ears are large.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'10" and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Efferil has worked very hard to control his curse. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears skinny pants and wears a blue and yellow robe with the hood down. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aramil grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.