Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

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. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: 6'3" and muscular, this northern man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His long brown fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sellsword born in the past three hundred years. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sellsword. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Fallthra was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered poetry. 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. Fallthra fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Greedy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished club as well. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. 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. Sammal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1500 sp. Carnelian (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp).