Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has wavy blue hair. His silver eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Mormo speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Mormo was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is wearing a long, brown cloak. She has a long auburn ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes illithids are coming to abduct people. A friendly and beautiful Human, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Born in the north to a Sellsword, Oriel learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She became a Sellsword soon after.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull green iron scale mail. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: Gorgûm hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gorgûm does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Gorgûm was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Gorgûm reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc mother 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has wavy white hair. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 28000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears silk and lounges about seductively. She wears a colorful flower in her chestnut hair. Her skin is flawless and her green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Hlin is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She bought a shortbow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.