Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Adran was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Adran was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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. Adran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a great chef.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Thamior was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Thamior's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tourmaline (90 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and his gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. He has green eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He tends to his Cook job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1700 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (140 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'1" and wears a tan shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a very tight haircut. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He uses divination through singing.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He has achieved small success as a Stableman.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 13000 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Nutae was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Nutae abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.