Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He has violet eyes and a violet hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 tattered old clothes. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thradal does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Thradal was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Interpreter. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears dull blue sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. He wears his chestnut hair up. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Drogo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 5000 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He is physically well-built. His gold crest is matted, messy, and big. This gold eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Servant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Violet garnet (1500 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. He carries a battered kukri and tarnished halberd as well. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Body Guard business.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Barbarian who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1600 sp.