Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears skinny pants and wears a red and black robe with the hood down. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her hair is blonde and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears long strands of ruby and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His brown fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His copper eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Edge speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 700 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

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.

Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).