Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length rusty crest. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 67. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Adrex was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 40 pp. Sard (60 gp).

Description: A 6'3" southern man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is silver and curly. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears just a brown suit. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is baby faced.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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

Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 220 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).