Description: He stands about 6'4" and wears bulky black painted plate armor. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop crest cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Kaladan grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Kaladan. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but 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; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His fur, while still mostly orange, has prominent grey streaks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 3'6" western woman, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her 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. Nyx fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Insane, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is grey, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. Her rusty crest is braided into rings. She has red eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Doudra lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.