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 silver hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Naeris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and he perpetually has his whip ready. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Interpreter and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 900 pp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.