Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His head has been shaved. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Varis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 110 pp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He has no hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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, Nutae is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Nutae was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ploughman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. After coming to the age of reason, Aelar 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 tends to his Fisher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and balancing his hectic life and new fisher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, In love. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a red shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and someone believes him a fraud

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.