Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He keeps his red crest in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a red shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length green crest. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Nadarr wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is an amazing painter.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nadarr grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Malachite (14 gp). Azurite (14 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length auburn hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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 Soapmaker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 23000 cp. Bloodstone (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Eye agate (15 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during and is in decent physical shape. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Fivin is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Ideals: Extrovert, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.