Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has shaved his head bald. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 psionic powers by his dying sister.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 pp. Banded agate (4 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Raer was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Server. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Server for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a sai on his belt. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Berrian was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 gp.