Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a white collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has moderate length white crest. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sellsword business.

History: Valorean lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Eye agate (15 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Amber (110 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: This southern man wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He prefers to wear flannel. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His silver crest is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 24. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Sethrekar was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Beggar. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: An older man who wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, he is not a threatening figure. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Galinndan is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Galinndan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, 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 Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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. Galinndan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: In love, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Through the years after Fivin was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Fivin's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Forgetful, Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 10 pp. Silver pearl (150 gp).