Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of longbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in the north. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Gifted from a young age, Hubert studied abroad. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A true patriot, Halimath would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Halimath never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, In love. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His tied-back hair is red. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He has no hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Lucan 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 pp. Golden pearl (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp).