Description: 3'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. He has white hair. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Reirak grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 Healer. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Healer for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Sard (70 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an entirely red suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Uthemar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 18000 cp. Golden pearl (120 gp). Red garnet (120 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mercenary, marred by sweets. He has no hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Faran was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Mercenary and found it very stressful. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has styled his white fur well, parting it to the right. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has achieved small success as a Shepherd.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.