Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. A freak accident while working with his Laborer father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 43000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and brown handkerchief worn on her right side. Her chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her feathered tan hat.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She was born in the west. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Naivara's homeland. Naivara decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 4000 cp. Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: She dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a white coat with black slacks. She carries a battered mace and tarnished pickaxe as well. She has blue hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Phelaia speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1600 gp. Alexandrite (1300 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp).

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she wears a worn and beaten armor. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length rusty crest. Her red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.