Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. 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 several months after his father was called into army service. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp).

Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. In his youth he was a Merchant, 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 brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Entrepeneur. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has green eyes and a grey hat with a white feather.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He works hard and plays hard.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Gimurt was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Body Guard. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Naal was born with his father's beautiful face. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.