Description: This slender man stands about 4'8". He wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Dayereth 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 was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of greatswords on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is chestnut and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Quarion has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion 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 expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.