Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. 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 business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Adventurer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Jet (110 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He carries a battered lance and tarnished hand crossbow as well. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue quartz (11 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp).

Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the east to a Sellsword, Justin learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sellsword. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and balancing his hectic life and new sellsword responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his father's many stories. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (40 gp).