Description: This late middle aged man has the majority of his body covered in plate and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Assassin and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 4000 sp. Hematite (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his silver hair down. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Vanuath's homeland. Vanuath decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished warhammer as well. He wears a colorful flower in his blue crest. He has red eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Vrondiss took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. 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. Vrondiss 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.