Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 90. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Scribe father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'11" and muscular, this northern man wears a simple violet robe with white stripes complete with hood. He has shaved his head bald. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 150 pp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears just a brown suit. His lavender fur is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Fragrant is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. A freak accident while working with his Mortician mother left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 130 gp. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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 born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Marshal they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Performer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: He wears a white tunic with grey highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly monstrous two handed axes and scythes. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Eiravel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Amber (60 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). 1 Medium magic item.