Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a red shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 900 pp. Sardonyx (70 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Sard (70 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp).

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 well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Thervan was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Rose (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'11". He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Insane, Greedy. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in the east. Riardon was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Healer. He became a Healer soon after.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a grey collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is silver and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 88. 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 can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Adventurer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Bounty Hunter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military, Family. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1400 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.