Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His hair is short and auburn. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 10. 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. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic, Depressed. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is physically well-built. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has a crush on the local doctor

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is cut short. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Korfel hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He takes great joy in being the best Assassin in town.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Clear bright green emerald (2000 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his whip. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: Beiro was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: An older man who wears an entirely black suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes, he is not a threatening figure. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Soveliss speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Soveliss was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Scribe. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Shortens vowels

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