Description: This tall, slender man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 gp. Moonstone (20 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears an entirely white suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sellsword. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sellsword arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gifted student he started as a Map Maker, but he got bored and became a Sellsword. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolen 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 his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 9000 sp. Coral (80 gp). Sard (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp).