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 brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drogo 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; and 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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 23000 sp.

Description: He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man wears a tan coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Kyle was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His black hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Stableman but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He got into the Roofer business at a young age. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Roofer for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 20000 sp. Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Amber (100 gp).