Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses like a well dressed Mercenary does. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mercenary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mercenary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He is content; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and he perpetually has his shortbow ready. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Performer. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in the west to a Performer, Zephan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 44. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and green pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Selfish, PTSD. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 sp.