Description: He stands about 5'5" and is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Charles was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Charles's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Charles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He is an epitome of beauty. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. 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 extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Frederick was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, 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 Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Adventurer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. He has white hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Blacksmith born in the past three hundred years. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in the west to a Blacksmith, Raymond learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a crown-heir again

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. Alexandrite (900 gp). Moss agate (5 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his brown hair down. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born to a Apothecary, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Through the years after Ralf was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Ralf's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Ralf and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Insane, Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 6000 cp. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Marshal born in the past three hundred years. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born to a Bricklayer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A gifted student he started as a Bricklayer, but he got bored and became a Marshal. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Disguise kit.