Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Laucian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 15000 sp. Black pearl (400 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'6". He wears an entirely green suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a glaive. He sports a flattop fur cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Five reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Star rose quartz (30 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Sard (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with tan slacks. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is silver and curly. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Fivin lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Fivin has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Fivin and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Fivin discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Fivin fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1600 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp).

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and violet handkerchief worn on his left side, and carries hammers. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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, Aramil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1700 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Erias was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and doesn't want to be a carpenter and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, In love, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 gp. Jade (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). White opal (1600 gp).