Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Rolf was born the youngest of three triplets. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Body Guard first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, yellow shirt, and violet tie. He has brown hair. His face is scarred and worn.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: The child of a Dilettante, who enjoyed hunting, Beloril was taken on many hunting expeditions. Beloril liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and carries crossbows. He has done his best to style his bronze crest to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kaladan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp. Moss agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a red shirt with thin black vertical stripes and grey pants. He wears a colorful flower in his dark red hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When Ahrim reached his early adolescence his Tiefling 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

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