Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He uses divination through singing.

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. Arannis was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Arannis decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 gp. Violet garnet (1300 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is silver and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Aramil's homeland. Aramil decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp. Lapis lazuli (11 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Painter profession.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Painter again; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Bonds: Enemies, Job, Religious, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a violet coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 pp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (170 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 is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, violet shirt, and grey tie. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has shaved his head bald. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Beiro wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... A true patriot, Beiro would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Beiro was born the youngest of three triplets. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fisher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Junk Dealer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Fisher, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fisher and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Slave, Military, Family, Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp.