Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a green coat with red slacks. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Fivin was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1900 sp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a halberd on his belt. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small red hat.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is typically in his Cartwright uniform. His cinnamon fur has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson pastel hat.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the east to a Cartwright, Edge learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Spice Merchant, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a spice merchant again

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His dark red hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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. Nicor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he likes to wear red tank tops with black pants. His hair is long and black with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Doctor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Doctor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Doctor.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.