Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Don fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Good lock. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Gomory was born with his mother's beautiful face. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a black broad hat and black clothes. His white hair is singed and shortened. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 63. 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. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.