Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his bronze crest down. He has red eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Patrin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Patrin took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2800 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. His hair is long and white with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Raymond alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has worked as a Adventurer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1700 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (150 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His crest is cut close to his head. His ears are large.

Personality: Dazzazn hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 60000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: Modean is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Modean took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his writing dream.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 pp. Hematite (9 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp).

Description: 6'10" and muscular, this southern man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. His orange fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gleaming, smiling copper eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Pelt was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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 Sellsword. He tends to his Sellsword job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 10000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp).