Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly whips and kukris. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

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

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and very much looks the part of a Animal Trainer. He has styled his bronze crest well, parting it to the left. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

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 will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and balancing his hectic life and new animal trainer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Nature, In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a grey scarf. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 100. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Pallabar was born the youngest of three triplets. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 16000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 hair is white and curly. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Roge abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a Adventurer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.