Description: This man is very fat, and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has shaved his head bald. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a great chef.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Heian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 800 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Emerald (1000 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears just a green suit. His auburn hair is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Peren was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing a long, grey cloak. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. 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 happy with his job as a Banker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Banker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His hair is short and white. His eyes are likewise black.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Astar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He became a Sellsword soon after.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.