Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. His gold crest is knotted and matted. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple brown robe with green stripes complete with hood. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a great chef.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Ahrim lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Alberich will drive conversation. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the west. A gifted student he started as a Map Maker, but he got bored and became a Sellsword. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 sp. Red garnet (140 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Citrine (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.