Description: This man stands a little under 6'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Kairon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Kairon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He tends to his Laborer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Banker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

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

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 31000 sp. Malachite (9 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Hematite (9 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 white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. Pink pearl (60 gp).