Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Rolf never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is typically in his Sellsword uniform. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aust does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Sellsword and found it very stressful. He struck the Sellsword job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His hair is purple, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Andram was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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, Justice. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp. Obsidian (10 gp).