Description: A moderately attractive man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, grey shirt, and blue tie. He keeps his long white crest kept up in a rat tail. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tarhun is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Debt. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Aramil was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Spice Merchant. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp. Tourmaline (80 gp). White pearl (80 gp). 2 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He found a children's book about a Half-Orc Commoner 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a hand crossbow on his belt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Emerald (700 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). 1 Medium magic item.