Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He wears his brown hair down. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 14. 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. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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 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; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Thradal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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 hair is long and red with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small violet clips. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. 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: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Occupation: Server

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp).

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. With wild white hair. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her childhood dream was to be a Blacksmith, but she was a colossal failure. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing her hectic life and new herbalist responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp. Lapis lazuli (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.