Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tan costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Body Guard. He now owns his own business.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His orange fur is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: 5'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Damakos grew up listening to his father's many stories. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Damakos alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he's in love

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is greedy

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has wavy black crest. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Tarhun hails from a village terrorized by giants. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Tarhun was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp.