Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

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 is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Mindartis was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Mindartis decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His head has been shaved. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull tan sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case. His cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. This yellow eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Body Guard born in the past three hundred years. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in the east. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Body Guard.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (180 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His dark red hair is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Thamuz lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Armorer, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Doctor for the past few years.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job, In love. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Iolite (50 gp).