Description: He is a mite stocky and wears skinny pants and wears a grey and pastel robe with the hood down. He wears his silver hair down. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is an amazing painter.

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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to protect his home

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 390 gp. Silver pearl (40 gp). Coral (40 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and violet robe with the hood down. He has moderate length black crest. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. 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, Kerkad is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Kerkad was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Animal Trainer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Body Guard, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 110 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (130 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a hunchback. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bilbron fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 4000 cp. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull tan iron scale mail, marred by beers. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Impulsive, Disease, PTSD. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull blue iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.