Description: He has a missing right arm. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Naeris speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Jade (60 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Azurite (11 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the east. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a blue shirt with thin black vertical stripes and grey pants. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adrik fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longbows and hammers. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Burgell lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to open a new tavern

Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Guardian, Job, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.