Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He is an epitome of beauty. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the north to a Guard, Thamior learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: 4'9" and muscular, this western man is dressed in an above average manner. His black hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Traki was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 360 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. After months of barely getting by, Soveliss managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Onyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His red hair is thinning but still full. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 170 pp. Golden pearl (130 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). White opal (800 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Sard (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Onyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time and is in decent physical shape. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tharivol was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 gp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.