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 wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Uthemar was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 80000 cp. Coral (160 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, tan shirt, and pastel tie. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his right hand. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. After coming to the age of reason, Riardon took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to be a architect again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Eiravel lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 30 pp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing a long, black cloak. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. 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 is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Artistic, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 900 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Hematite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.