Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

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 Silvo reached his early adolescence his Halfling 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 150 pp. Onyx (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He is baby faced.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Arumawann was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Arumawann was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears dark leathers with embroidery, marred by teas. He has shaved his head bald. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Arannis alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Morkral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.