Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an entirely green suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and is pretty ugly. His rusty crest is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Nadarr wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warlock, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sellsword arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 greedy.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Varg reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and many goblins want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Terse. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears skinny pants and wears a violet and green robe with the hood down. He has a hunchback. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of a Shepherd, who enjoyed hunting, Kyle was taken on many hunting expeditions. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Carter does, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He got into the Carter business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Carter soon after.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. 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 very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.