Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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: Gifted from a young age, Raer studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Architect they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Priest, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple black robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has achieved small success as a Barkeep.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and revenge

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. Thervan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and violet robe with the hood down. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 70 pp. Moss agate (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). White opal (1400 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (1400 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Mindartis 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. Mindartis 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Pacifist, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.