Description: This man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. He has moderate length silver hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: She wears dark leathers with embroidery. She carries with her a set of maces on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her chestnut hair is cut short. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Personality: She hates Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. The war was a terrible time for her, and Tiaathque does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Tiaathque was born with her father's beautiful face. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tiaathque fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a green costume with the symbols of strength on her torso. She keeps her long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

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 moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Makaria studied abroad. When Makaria reached her early adolescence her Tiefling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the east to a Dilettante, Nordak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dilettante work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dilettante work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.