Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is black and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 98. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Tordek was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Painter. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2400 gp. Tourmaline (80 gp). Pink diamond (7000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears baggy brown pantaloons and a grey scarf. His hair is long and black with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Rurik is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Rurik was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Rurik reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is content; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Kilvar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears an entirely yellow suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.