Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, brown shirt, and pastel tie. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished morningstar as well. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Unemployed for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 gp. Rich purple corundum (1600 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Alex was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He has shaved his head bald. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. The war was a terrible time for him, and Frederick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Carpenter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His hair is black and very short. He is baby faced.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Guardian, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'2" and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. 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 almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.