Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. 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. Raer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 200 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 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: The dark-skinned man stands 4'9" and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is long and black with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1600 gp. Hematite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Ivellios was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Doctor. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Shy, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. 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. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Theriatis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Military, Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Silver ewer (100 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (140 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.