Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Bertram was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears bulky green painted plate armor. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears an entirely red suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 31000 sp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor, and carries shortbows. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. During his travels, Hadarai and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Hadarai discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Hadarai fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 280 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Two Llamas was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Chrysoprase (50 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather.