Description: He wears a green collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished mace as well. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times, marred by chocolates. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He has hazel eyes and a white hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His purple hair has been sun bleached extensively. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. Cressel is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Junk Dealer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Junk Dealer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Artistic, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 800 gp. Deep green spinel (40 gp). Iolite (30 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His ears are large.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

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

Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.