Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle, and carries sickles. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His black eyes dart from person to person.

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. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Amnon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tan shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Justice, Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Melech was born the youngest of three triplets. Through the years after Melech was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Melech's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to protect his home

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Guardian, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Full Plate. 1 Full Plate.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'5" and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Qualen studied abroad. Qualen 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. Qualen decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, marred by beers. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Philantrophist, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.