Description: This man wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is black and curly. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

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. When Curran reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother 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. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 sp. Violet garnet (400 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). White opal (1100 gp).

Description: He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has amber eyes and a green hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sellsword who has hired him part-time. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sellsword work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sellsword work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 600 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (130 gp).

Description: He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He has no crest. His eyes are red.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Medrash grew up listening to his father's many stories. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Adept who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He wears a red cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp).