Description: He has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His ears are large.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Galinndan was born with his mother's beautiful face. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished mace as well. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Thervan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born into a rich family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 4000 gp. Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Amber (80 gp). Black opal (1000 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Banded agate (12 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, black shirt, and white tie. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a Junk Dealer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has worked as a Junk Dealer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. A freak accident while working with his Sellsword mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beiro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 700 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp).