Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. He carries a battered shortspear and tarnished scythe as well. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Baz was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Baz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His white hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born in the west. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Darrak's homeland. Darrak decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing, and carries warhammers. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Guy was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Spice Merchant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Spice Merchant work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a fancy grey suit. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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, Dalgal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 120 gp.