Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Slave, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Thoradin was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thoradin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Lamlis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, 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 Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Azurite (8 gp).

Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin black vertical stripes and brown pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has no crest. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 13000 sp.