Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Trey isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Engraver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He usually wears his brown robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born to a Cook, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Actor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thomas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is long and unkept. He has amber eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Weaver. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His childhood dream was to be a Actor, but he was a colossal failure. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. His hair is cut close to his head. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Rolf isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Rolf is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Rolf was born with his father's beautiful face. A freak accident while working with his Cook father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.