Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'5" and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born in the south. 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 west. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Persistence, Athletic. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: This man wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His white hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. In his 12th 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. Being a Mayor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a brown vest and prefers black and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Alex is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Alex took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

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

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries a battered axe and tarnished shield as well. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.