Description: A 4'9" western man, he prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He has violet eyes and a green hat with a tan feather.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Barber. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Barber but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in the west to a Barber, Aramil learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 13000 sp. Amethyst (130 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a green vest and prefers black and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Gennal took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. Alexandrite (1300 gp). White opal (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blonde hair is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. After a long history of fighting, Theriatis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To be a Sage again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Paelias 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 Paelias. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Banker they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Architect, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 gp.