Description: He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. He carries with him a set of clubs on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin 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 to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears dark leathers with embroidery, and is pretty ugly. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mason 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: He loathes his own lifestyle; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: Standing 4'11", this man is typically in his Server uniform. His silver hair is still thick. His face is scarred and worn.

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. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a brown shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Nutae abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp.