Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his scimitar. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and golden with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are violet and beady.

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 several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He takes great joy in being the best Priest in town.

History: Naill was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Naill 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. During his travels, Naill and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Naill discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Naill fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and expand his business

Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 90000 cp. Emerald (1200 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Iolite (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stableman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 pp.

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with tan pants. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 pp.