Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Hoglik is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: Born in the south to a Brewer, Hoglik learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Brewer for hire.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a carter again

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 110 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears white trousers with grey and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His white hair is lengthy. He has a dull look in his white eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Cimer was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 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; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt. He has wavy chestnut hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He tends to his Marshal job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.