Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a Carpenter, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rangrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a morningstar on his belt. His brass crest has been sun bleached extensively. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Torinn isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a morningstar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A freak accident while working with his Marshal mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive, Disease. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 22000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 sp.