Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Carpenter. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is obsessed with his god.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born in the west. Lucan was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Tailor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is an epitome of beauty. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fancy blue suit. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His golden hair is lengthy. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Hadarai reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Carved bone or ivory statuette (100 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Naeris liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.