Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Hadarai was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Beggar responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

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. He has wavy cinnamon fur. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born to a Sellsword, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Harvest fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. Peridot (70 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Jade (110 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a white tunic with green highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Watson was born the youngest of three triplets. Through the years after Watson was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Watson's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1400 gp. Moonstone (60 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Coral (90 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He wears his red hair up. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Mormo reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 20 gp. Brown-green garnet (150 gp).