Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He usually wears his black robe and has his greatsword always slung over his shoulder. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the south. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (180 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (180 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Dilettante. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue quartz (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a whip on his belt. His hair is short and white. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are white.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Vassago was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sellsword.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Black opal (1100 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Kyle reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and human compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 130 gp.