Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and carries daggers. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Theren reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. After a long history of fighting, Peren and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed green hat.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 600 pp. Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). 1 Medium 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. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Efferil wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Efferil 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. 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 has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Marshal. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Marshal.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 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 a black collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is blonde and curly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Roofer who has hired him part-time. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 sp.