Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His hair is blonde and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. At a young age his father died while driving off some drow. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in sickle use. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a black coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Koeth took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Slave Trader. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is an amazing painter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 pp. Moss agate (9 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.