Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has wavy chestnut hair. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He is content; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Iolite (40 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a husky man, who very much looks the part of a Mercenary. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His white eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Rimmon was born with his father's beautiful face. His childhood dream was to be a Dyer, but he was a colossal failure. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Fearful. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 3'10". She prefers to wear flannel, and her gloved hand is found clutching a longsword. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She got into the Sellsword business at a young age. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Sellsword work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sellsword work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a armorer again

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.