Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is short and brown. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Aramil wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Ranger, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Butcher like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Iolite (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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, Shamash is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a tan costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly greataxes and ceremonial daggers. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has worked as a Scribe like his father before him.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.