Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 13. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 180 pp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tan costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Hadarai was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is cut close to his head. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Naeris was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has moderate length auburn hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Masseuse arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. Being a Masseuse kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 500 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (160 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a hammer on his belt. His hair is red and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Aramil was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Aramil decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. Red spinel (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.