Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His rusty crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 45000 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Thamior was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

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 an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tordek was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A 6'2" western man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His orange fur is braided into rings. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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. Ostracized due to the psionic 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 has taken up work as a Junk Dealer and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Citrine (50 gp).