Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is typically in his Banker uniform. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Norman was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. After coming to the age of reason, Norman took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a sellsword again

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an entirely black suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Zook hails from a village terrorized by goblins. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He dresses like a well dressed Mercenary does. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Barfa is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To be a Stylist again; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Orcs in Nazû's homeland. Nazû decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 11000 sp. Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.