Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt. He has wavy brown fur. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Five liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears just a tan suit. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is short and blue. He has a dull look in his black eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Mamnen is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Weaver they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Tailor, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a Bellfounder, his father struggled to pay the bills. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thokk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (16 gp).