Description: He is lean but muscular and usually wears his yellow robe and has his greatsword always slung over his shoulder. He wears his auburn hair down. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Drogo grew up listening to his father's many stories. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. He is an epitome of beauty. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. 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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a pastel collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. 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 be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Poor, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Eye agate (11 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Coral (160 gp).

Description: He wears a simple green robe with white stripes complete with hood. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is cut short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Debt. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue quartz (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.