Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his brown hair down. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Drogo reached his early adolescence his Human 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 found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold 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, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 110 gp. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He has wavy black hair. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Morgran will drive conversation. 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: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Morgran was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Dilettante. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 50 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp).

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he very much looks the part of a Dilettante. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Dilettante. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His childhood dream was to be a Junk Dealer, but he was a colossal failure. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Einkil will drive conversation. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 390 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.