Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a tan vest and prefers white and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Ar-Baruk is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ar-Baruk studied abroad. In his youth he was a Jeweler, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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. Ar-Baruk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, PTSD. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theobald grew up listening to his father's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Theobald took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He bought a spear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born into a rich family. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 340 pp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.