Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He is an epitome of beauty. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dilettante arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 cp. Sardonyx (80 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. At a young age his father died while driving off some brigands. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in quarterstaff use. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1300 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His black hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born in the north. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His orange fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Herbalist born in the past three hundred years. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Herbalist.

Motivation: To be a Blacksmith again; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his right hand. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.