Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is lengthy. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker violet hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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, Vlorn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a black small hat and black clothes. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his absent father

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 100 gp. Hematite (14 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'4" and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Dean hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. A gifted student he started as a Cook, but he got bored and became a Assassin. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a red tunic with white highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Barendd took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Black opal (600 gp). Sard (30 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a simple tan robe with blue stripes complete with hood. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Dimble is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He struck the Marshal job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Depressed, Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 30 pp.