Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 drifted from career to career and currently works as a Laborer.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 260 pp. Golden pearl (140 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time, marred by teas. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Gifted from a young age, Caeldrim studied abroad. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He tends to his Sellsword job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and is pretty ugly. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Adran reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 gp. Tourmaline (120 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

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 has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2800 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple violet robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His black hair is long and unkept. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When Riardon reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 130 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp).