Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Solomon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Solomon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her blonde hair is lengthy. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gray.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a Bather, her father struggled to pay the bills. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 260 gp. Tourmaline (160 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Hupe is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hupe grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Hupe was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Hupe decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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 Butcher. He became a Butcher soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1600 sp.