Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in a small desert village. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Shy, Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 9000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (40 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. 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. Aramil 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 settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'0". He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 900 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (30 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a black collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Theriatis is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Theriatis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Theriatis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Theriatis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and doesn't want to be a beggar and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 210 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'10". He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (150 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).