Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has no fur. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a great chef.

History: Balimaar was born with his mother's beautiful face. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented it. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this western man wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Aelar reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (11 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tattered old clothes. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). In the meantime he has taken over work as a Mortician and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp).