Description: He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a black scarf. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Heward is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Heward grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and balancing his hectic life and new scribe responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2800 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: 5'8" and muscular, this western man wears a green collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. Smoky quartz (50 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Coral (90 gp). 3 Acid flasks.

Description: 5'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He likes to wear blue tank tops with brown pants. His hair is short and red. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His childhood dream was to be a Armorer, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 37000 sp. Banded agate (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Patrick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. 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. Patrick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1900 sp.