Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His hair is cut close to his head. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Rurik hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered gnolls who tried to eat his hand. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp.