Description: This man stands a little under 3'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dharg studied abroad. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Gifted from a young age, Roge studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 60 gp. Hematite (12 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an entirely white suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born into a rich family. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 130 pp.

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 rusty crest is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Donaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.