Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 86. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Trey's homeland. Trey decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Drogo was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. After a long history of fighting, Drogo and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. He sports a flattop hair cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Rolf was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 Mercenary. He became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a black coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His hair is silver and very short. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in the east to a Carter, Tim learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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. He became a Carter soon after.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of illithids

Flaws: Emotional, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Carter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Good lock. 1 Average lock.

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 dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Percival's homeland. Percival decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp.