Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull black iron scale mail. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He struck the Blacksmith job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 6'4" and muscular, this western man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His silver crest is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Greethen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (900 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (110 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'10". He is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and green handkerchief worn on his left side, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Moon speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a white vest and prefers grey and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.