Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished shortspear as well. His silver crest is braided into rings. He is baby faced.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. 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. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mercenary.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. He wears his silver hair up. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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 is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A 5'0" western man, he sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His cinnamon fur has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are a pleasant copper.

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

History: Tricking was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. He became a Fletcher soon after.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (13 gp). Fire opal (1600 gp). White opal (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. His red fur, when down, is lengthy. This yellow eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now owns his own business.

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

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 210 pp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp). White pearl (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).

Description: This man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He has violet 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 receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Fabien studied abroad. Fabien was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Fabien decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.