Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries shields. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Merihim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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: Fighting, Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 80000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Engraver who has hired him part-time. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the east to a Engraver, Bhevek learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Engraver. He became a Engraver soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 16000 cp. Silver pearl (60 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. 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 is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Roge was born with his mother's beautiful face. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Roge's homeland. Roge decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has wavy green crest. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Armorer.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (40 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.