Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barber hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2400 gp. Hematite (4 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is cut short. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Brottor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Zâthra is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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 eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple tan robe with white stripes complete with hood, and carries shortbows. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Thradal was born with his mother's beautiful face. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thradal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'1". He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His crest is cut close to his head. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.