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 chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

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

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He carries a battered axe and tarnished bastard sword as well. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp).

Description: He wears a black collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. His hair is blonde and curly. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 700 gp. Malachite (7 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp).

Description: This southern man has the majority of his body covered in plate. His clothes are grease stained in places. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has hazel eyes and a blue hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp. Rock crystal (60 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.