Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a violet coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His brown hair is long and unkept. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Caeldrim 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. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His childhood dream was to be a Healer, but he was a colossal failure. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Eiravel was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Ploughman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ploughman work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Ploughman like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 pp. Blue quartz (4 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Jet (100 gp). Coral (100 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Emerald (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.