Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. 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 Stylist. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his club ready. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 800 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Frug was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Zook 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 a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zook fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Addict. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp. Obsidian (11 gp). Rose (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A 3'6" northern man, he wears red trousers with tan and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His brown hair is braided into rings. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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 served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Masseuse hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 43000 sp. Coral (60 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.