Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Sellsword but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Aldous was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. After coming to the age of reason, Aldous took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, brown shirt, and blue tie, marred by beers. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Server.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black tunic with white highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes, and he perpetually has his lance ready. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. He has a dull look in his amber 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 moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Full Plate.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, marred by sweets. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has hazel eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.