Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Dayereth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. He wears his silver hair up. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He got into the Sailor business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Performer, but he got bored and became a Sailor. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: To protect his home; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

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

Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His head has been shaved. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. Lapis lazuli (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses like a well dressed Bookbinder does. His white hair is braided into rings. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Iolite (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.