Description: This man is very fat, and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has no hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Vassago was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Apothecary, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Apothecary they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Fletcher, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is physically well-built. He has shaved his head bald. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His cinnamon fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Silent was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 700 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Server. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He tends to his Server job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.