Description: He wears a violet tunic with green highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries a battered glaive and tarnished axe as well. His silver crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. In his youth he was a Sellsword, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Srorthen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born to a Priest, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 29000 cp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Good lock.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a green coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Wymar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Wymar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Wymar was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mortician. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears professional attire. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Sindri is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 struck the Body Guard job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.