Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a brown shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, marred by teas. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled father and took his father's old job. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and doesn't want to be a seamstress and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in a small plains village. 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 Butcher. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Butcher responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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. Randal 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'2" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).