Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. He wears his scarlet crest up. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sellsword born in the past three hundred years. He is a great chef.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Thamior was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has taken up work as a Map Maker and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's in love

Flaws: Emotional, Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. He has no hair. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with green pants. He carries with him a set of greatswords on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has no hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bellfounder profession.

History: Dabbledob lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 600 gp. Solid gold idol (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.