Description: This man is very fat, and wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a club, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. His hair is red and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 4000 gp. Zircon (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Amber (80 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Black opal (600 gp). Obsidian (10 gp).

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and brown robe with the hood down. He carries with him a set of axes on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Sard (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Carnelian (70 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue quartz (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Jade (110 gp). Rose (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.