Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Jade (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longsword, just in case. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Dayereth was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1500 gp. Black star sapphire (700 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Moss agate (10 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, marred by beers. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn 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: 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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His first spouse was a Tailor, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp.