Description: He dresses like a well dressed Mercenary does, and carries pickaxes. He has dyed his greying dark red hair a little too much giving a sharp dark red color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He takes great joy in being the best Mercenary in town.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Cook, but he got bored and became a Mercenary. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. Smoky quartz (50 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple brown robe with red stripes complete with hood. His black hair is braided into rings. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Gimble was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Doctor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a red coat with brown slacks. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Oppleby was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. After months of barely getting by, Oppleby managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

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

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.