Description: This malnourished man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His hair is brown and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a violet scarf. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He wears a colorful flower in his black fur. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Trail was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Architect. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Slave, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin green vertical stripes and white pants. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Orcs in Megged's homeland. Megged decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished flail as well. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Fenriz took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Red spinel (100 gp).