Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2300 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sellsword and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a brown shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and black pants. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length copper crest. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 pp. Hematite (5 gp). Moss agate (5 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (20 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).