Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Simon was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and many gnolls want him driven away

Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Guardian, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his brown hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Spice Merchant. He has achieved small success as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a dyer again

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 500 sp. Malachite (16 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears red trousers with brown and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Corkitron grew up listening to his father's many stories. Corkitron abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 140 gp. Rock crystal (20 gp).

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 blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Korfel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 5000 cp.