Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Arannis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 150 gp. Red spinel (90 gp).

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. The war was a terrible time for him, and Roge does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When Roge reached his early adolescence his Halfling 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. 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: He seems to be bored by most things; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (100 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He has chestnut hair. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a Seamstress, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Being a Fletcher kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has no hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered dire rats who tried to eat his hand. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fletcher.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Chain shirt.