Description: He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Traki was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Farmer. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Traki fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Farmer and was forced into it by his family; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She wears a yellow collared shirt and violet skirt. She accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her tied-back hair is silver. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Elysande was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 30000 cp. Star rose quartz (20 gp).

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her white crest is smooth and relatively long. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged man has the majority of his body covered in plate and is in decent physical shape. His gold crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sellsword business.

History: Born to a Hunter, his father struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp).