Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He very much looks the part of a Barkeep, marred by chocolates. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Dreali was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Doctor, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Doctor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a hunchback. He has a very tight haircut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Coral (140 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1000 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

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 is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 8000 gp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). White opal (700 gp). Fire opal (700 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Rose (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Koeth is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The war was a terrible time for him, and Koeth does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Koeth 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Koeth 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, Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 600 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Erevan will drive conversation. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Gifted from a young age, Erevan studied abroad. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Crown-heir. He tends to his Crown-heir job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp.