Description: Standing 6'10", this man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His purple hair is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Amethyst (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

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. A true patriot, Fargrim would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born in a small forest village. 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. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is content; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Shy, Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 380 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Tordek was born with his father's beautiful face. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 90 gp. Brown-green garnet (130 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has moderate length white crest. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is obsessed with his god.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Sard (70 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.