Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is red and very short. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: Norman was born the youngest of three triplets. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears professional attire. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Miller. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Simple lock. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He usually wears his violet robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder, marred by chocolates. He has no hair. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Gardener who has hired him part-time. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hubert was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch.