Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Veit reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and carries longbows. He keeps his green crest in a pixie cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 47. 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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. After coming to the age of reason, Nadarr took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nadarr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in a small forest village. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to protect his home

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. A gifted student she started as a Bowyer, but she got bored and became a Interpreter. She has worked as a Interpreter like her mother before her.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and expand her business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To protect her home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp. Sard (20 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Peridot (20 gp).