Description: A 5'8" southern man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

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. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Guy was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has achieved small success as a Assassin.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a club on his belt. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Weaver profession.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Nicholas reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a grey vest and prefers black and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is blonde and very short. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Roland is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he usually wears his red robe and has his lance always slung over his shoulder. His hair is cut close to his head. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in the east to a Junk Dealer, Patrick learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Hematite (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His golden hair is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Alex is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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 in a small desert village. Alex liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alex fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 17000 cp.