Description: This slender man stands about 6'4". He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His head has been shaved. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born into a rich family. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 5000 cp. Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He has done his best to style his red fur to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable, Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He tends to wear a large black jacket. His red hair is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Ombul was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3000 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp).

Description: He wears a tan collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Rimmon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2900 sp.