Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a green broad hat and green clothes. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Anverth will drive conversation. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He got into the Guard business at a young age. Through the years after Anverth was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Anverth's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He tends to his Guard job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (1100 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tattered old clothes. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'4" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His tied-back hair is brown. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Eye agate (5 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear flannel and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. He has hazel eyes and a white hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hork grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2700 sp.