Description: He usually wears his grey robe and has his shortbow always slung over his shoulder. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: The child of a Servant, who enjoyed hunting, Morthos was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull black iron scale mail, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 sp.

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 burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 9000 cp. Amber (120 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a axe on his belt. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Quarion hails from a village terrorized by drow. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Quarion was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. He has no hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 360 gp.