Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His crest is cut close to his head. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sellsword. He carries a battered kukri and tarnished shortspear as well. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Tharivol grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Tharivol. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (80 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (80 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1400 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). A small bag of saffron. (80 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. 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 has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He got into the Seamstress business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, In love. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He has a hunchback. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 40 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Adrex does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When Adrex reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp.