Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. After coming to the age of reason, Ar-Kaius took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ar-Kaius fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a violet vest and prefers red and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down and is in decent physical shape. He wears his blonde hair down. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Priest who has hired him part-time. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Bhevek was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Priest for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple green robe with red stripes complete with hood. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 5000 cp. 4 Holy water. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Everburning torch.

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 dresses like a well dressed Armorer does. His cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady copper eyes.

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 passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in the west to a Armorer, Trail learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Armorer for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Brewer again.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp. Azurite (8 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). 3 Thunderstones. 1 Smokesticks.