Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Adventurer born in the past three hundred years. 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, Raer is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gifted student he started as a Marshal, but he got bored and became a Adventurer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Adventurer for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bowyer responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 80 pp. Hematite (6 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a worn and beaten armor. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Performer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Performer responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 330 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Peren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp.