Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a blue costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Butcher profession.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. His childhood dream was to be a Butcher, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Butcher again.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a green tunic with violet highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has wavy red hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Adran was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Adran was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 3000 gp. Hematite (16 gp). Blue star sapphire (1000 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His yellow fur is knotted and matted. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Fire opal (1300 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He's also a talented Shepherd, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep green spinel (50 gp). White pearl (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.