Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His skin is also unnaturally pale. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Emotional, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears green trousers with pastel and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, marred by beers. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Eiravel 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 Eiravel. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

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. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Gifted from a young age, Aust studied abroad. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Aust has worked very hard to control his curse. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a fancy black suit. His hair is short and brown. He has green eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. After coming to the age of reason, Fivin took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.