Description: This slender man stands about 5'0". He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the east to a Junk Dealer, Alexandre learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Alexandre has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to be a navigator again

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Aldous was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

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 styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nicholas 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 wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Terse. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Amber (80 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp).

Description: This malnourished man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. 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 can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp. Peridot (50 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Obsidian (4 gp).

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is short and white. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new masseuse responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Attractive, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 gp.