Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: Ozyman wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Aristocrat, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up work as a Armorer and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is physically well-built. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Korfel hails from a village terrorized by orcs. Korfel was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Navigator. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears bulky white painted plate armor, and is pretty ugly. He has styled his silver crest well, parting it to the right. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. 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 tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (100 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a white shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Vassago lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Layabout and was forced into it by his family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1400 gp. Emerald (1300 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His white crest is singed and shortened. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sellsword born in the past three hundred years. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in the west to a Sellsword, Rivaan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his youth he was a Miner, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has worked as a Sellsword like his mother before him.

Motivation: To be a Miner again; and balancing his hectic life and new sellsword responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 50000 cp. Tourmaline (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp).