Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His crest is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His parents enrolled him in a Adept school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Being a Herbalist kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

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 he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries a battered shield and tarnished spear as well. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born in the north. 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. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bricklayer for hire.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body, and carries falchions. Her blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Adrie's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adrie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp. Lapis lazuli (8 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His tied-back hair is red. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ralf studied abroad. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 3'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. His red hair is braided into rings. He has gray eyes and a red hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Corkitron is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp.