Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Dworic hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Depressed, Insomniac, Greedy. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears long strands of amber and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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 money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tan trousers with brown and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His tied-back hair is red. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Eiravel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Interpreter, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Interpreter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 350 gp.