Description: Standing 5'1", this man wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Job, Debt. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 900 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a club, but if one is not available he will default to his shield. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 40000 cp. Red garnet (130 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp).

Description: This western man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 pp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Hadarai took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 60000 cp. Citrine (40 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Peridot (40 gp).

Description: He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a spear, but if one is not available he will default to his whip. He is physically well-built. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 24000 sp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp).