Description: He wears a grey tunic with tan highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Bathin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Bathin lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When Bathin reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Military, In love. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This southern man prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts. His clothes are grease stained in places. His crest is cut close to his head. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Heskan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Laborer, his father struggled to pay the bills. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 sp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. His white hair is knotted and matted. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When Anverth reached his early adolescence his Gnome mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 37000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in an above average manner. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Felgrat grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Felgrat. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp. Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.