Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Aerdeth is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Aerdeth was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aerdeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 7000 sp. Hematite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Immeral was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shipwright.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 pp.

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 hair is always cut to a buzz. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Paelias was born with his father's beautiful face. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2400 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses like a well dressed Herbalist does. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Herbalist born in the past three hundred years. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He became a Herbalist soon after.

Motivation: To protect his home; and wants to open a new tavern

Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'7" when asserting himself. His hair is blonde and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a great chef.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Efferil liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has worked as a Farmer like his mother before him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Amber (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp).