Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a white feather.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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, Traubon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Courier, who enjoyed hunting, Traubon was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Traubon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a very tight haircut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Beloril isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, tan shirt, and violet tie. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Gifted from a young age, Morg studied abroad. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp.