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. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uthemar 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 someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 700 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (100 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (70 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears long strands of opal and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 4000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (700 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has moderate length white hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his father's many stories. Thervan 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Sardonyx (70 gp). Jet (70 gp).

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

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. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: This western man prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Quarion hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Baker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Artistic, Pacifist, Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.