Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a lance on his belt. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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. 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. Dustin 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Onyx (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull white iron scale mail. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

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, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Gruff and masculine

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

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 37000 sp.

Description: This western man wears a yellow collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Nicholas was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Nicholas's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 sp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Banded agate (4 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is chestnut and very short. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born into a rich family. He found a children's book about a Human Cleric who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, In love, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.