Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears long strands of jet and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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: He is greedy; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Carnelian (20 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle and is in decent physical shape. His red hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. A true patriot, Nákra would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

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 Nákra reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He has wavy golden hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Howard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He bought a dagger 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 is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Marbas was born the youngest of three triplets. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Mortician kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1600 gp. Jet (40 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Amber (40 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.