Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears skinny pants and wears a green and black robe with the hood down. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a great chef.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Sellsword 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 possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, he is not a threatening figure. He has done his best to style his bronze crest to look like a famous performer. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 8000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (90 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (12000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1400 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (90 gp). 1 Medium 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 a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the north to a Architect, Erevan 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 Architect for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a simple black robe with white stripes complete with hood, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Sammal abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a tan tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: Travok is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bather work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bather work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bather responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.