Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a brown shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and brown pants. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Kody 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mercenary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving A friendly and beautiful Half-Orc, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spy hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bruz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 140 gp. Peridot (50 gp).

Description: This malnourished man prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His hair is brown and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born in the west. 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. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Stylist; and he's in love

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: She typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. She carries with her a set of hammers on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. Her silver hair is still thick. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the east.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.